Viaduct

When I woke up that day I had pennies taped to my eyes
And bottles in both of my hands
I thought I should vow to never find my way back here again
That's a far as it got

So I throw down the coppers, my eyes as red as the wagon I had when I was a kid
I opened the shutters and stammered and stuttered
As I bade the day a very good morn

Got dressed had a cup and wandered out to the street
It had snowed the air was chill
The plows they were marching their blades were a dragging it sang me a song to carry me on

Well across the viaduct and past the psycho the children were laughing they hadn't a care
The traffic hushed by as it scared all the birds from the wires who watched as I talked aloud

So I stopped for a pen and I stopped for some paper
To jot down my thoughts lest I forget
My eyes glazed over my hands did shiver
As the words spilled out and buried me deep

When I got to my car it was right where I left it
The snow had caressed it to keep it warm
Got in and it started, it sputtered and trembled
And sang me a song as we headed back home

I am real, I am here, I am scared, I do behave
I am cold, I am sore, I am tired
I do believe, I do believe