Soma is what they would take when
Hard times opened their eyes
Saw pain in a new way
High stakes for few names
Racing against sun beams
Losing against fig trees
In your eyes
And I am.
Stop.
Go.
When I saw her for the first time
Lips moved as her eyes were closed
Heard something in his voice
"And I'll be there," he said
Then he walks out
Somehow he was trying
Too hard to be like them
Well I am,
Stop.
And Go.
Tried it once and they liked it,
Then tried to hide it
Says, "I've been doing this for 25 years."
But I'm not listening no more.
And these friends, they keep asking for more.
But that's it.
