What You Make It (Ac)

Acoustic Version

Life it is change, it never stays the same
Lovers come and go and neighbours move away
I sit on my porch and watch it all and fold up my hands together
funny how they fade.

But it is what you make it a blessing or a curse,
it is what you make it a sickness or rebirth Lordy.

Well I don't got nothing but air inside my lungs
sit and rub two stones together to make fire
but once I was a king standing steady as the seasons
on course and focused rising at the sound
of thunder up above misguised as solid groud

When they lay my ashes down
on my bleeding heart inside the ground
weighing out the time I spent
greedy in your bed.

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