What a Shame

Oh, if my life rode on a ship I'd chase down some hurricanes
We'd have stories once those howling winds had passed
And if I wanted my whole life to be laid out in black and white

I'd have turned my weathered sails some time ago
But I stayed steady on that stream
With river rocks and gasoline
Bumping curbs on every turn we would make

The friends we made and lovers past
Bail bond loans and Sunday Mass
They have opened up a newer life to me

Well what a shame, a crying shame, nine to five it's all the same
But you won't take those wasted hours to your grave
And oh, good God don't rest my soul and let myself fall to a fold
I'm still running and a racing, wishing on a fallen star

And how much money meets your desire
And how much heat can you take 'fore you feel the fire
I don't think it's worth the pain but who am I to say?

Because I feel like every other day
I sing another sad song about living free
I lose another little piece of the puzzle that got me here
Another road house fight cast down
By sin another blow out ten miles from town again

Another sold out night that makes
It worth the fight and the life I want to live
If I'd love the lord by, sing loud till
They turn out your very last light

When you're gone, what do you have
But the song you sang
And there ain't no one to kill me back
I can't change my ways once I felt like that
If I'd have won in a life full of memories

Well what a shame, a crying shame, nine to five it's all the same
But you won't take those wasted hours to your grave
And as I watch my hour glass, grains of sand are like days of past
Brace the storm, this is your love, your life, your task

And as I watch my hour glass
Grains of sand are like days of past
Brace the storm, this is your love, your life, your task