a weathered back door has better stories to tell than the polished front
sit with me a while we’ll tell each other stories and we’ll understand
there’s always a place to share your story; or to just sit and listen
we live our stories based on all of the things that we might not notice
the songs that we sing and the stories that we tell don’t always make sense
our stories are shaped more by the passing of time than by the events
the world passes by with stories to tell when you stop and rest awhile
in the space between perception and what is real we write our stories
we rely on shapes to tell the stories that are too complicated
in the end, we are the sum of all our stories make up some good ones
uptown jack 