Common - Junco

I hope

That we can

Find a home

For the common man

Even though they say

We all go one day

I don’t know

About that yet

I think that

This might be as good as it gets

I know

The city is closed

But they make a point

If you stay composed

This happens every time

When you put it that way

Racing blood

And folding lines

To say that

This is as much as i want

Wasted

The gold grass

Passed the test

With an empty nest

Even though i lost

A few good bets

I don’t think

About them now

Cause maybe this is as good as it gets