One Rung (Slobberbone)

Now it's 3 AM, And the walls are closing in I can hear them whisper, "That fool, He's done it again " The air has turned cold, But I can't reach my window So I lay here twisted, and I Pray for the dreams to flow Another day done; Plenty of work, no fun, And in a bottle or a T.V. dinner Solace comes One bad day leads to more, Like the one drink that you pour, And becomes a lifetime of hopes And dreams ignored I never made any specific plans I'd always said you knew I was just a simple man And I never made any deals with you I never knew that I needed to You spend your whole life waiting for something to change Something or someone to come around and rearrange You spend your whole damn life trying to climb just one rung, With nothing to do, if it never comes