sometimes the message gets lost; or only matters when it’s obvious
patience is easy when you know how long you’ll wait before the next train
things we cannot change we need to learn to accept that’s the way they are
sometimes you notice something you hadn’t thought you would like to know
when we wander far from our comfort zone, we risk finding adventure
we should have been warned but someone else came along and covered it up
it’s where our paths meet that matters; in that moment we’re on common ground
there are some mornings when the view from the window serves as a warning
what is here today could be just a memory this time tomorrow
there are some of us who will only clear the side of the bench they use
uptown jack 