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Feeling like a worn out leather jacket

to tired to sell-- to old to give away

torn and ripped in all the wrong places

saw the coming light of a better day

Hanging loose against the shoulders

holding on to simply stay alive

funny how the years have gone by quickly

through the good and bad trying to stay alive

But I'm just another pair of shoes on the sidewalk

Just another nameless face you will forget

and I know my past haunts me like my shadow

like an empty pocket, trying to pay a debt

Spent my days at the bottom of the bottle

living life with a whiskey colored hue

searching for a higher, greater power

who would simply show me what I was to do.

I found myself in the company of others

whose stories seem to circle like my own

I was one of many kindred in this meeting

but I was one of the few who'd found a home

Now I feel those years slowly fall around me

and the weight of all my pain went away

and with each step that I took, I found freedom

and I'm still alive and kickin' here today.

Because I heard a voice that sounded so familiar

said He was the way, the truth and the life

this greater power took my sweet surrender

and together we stepped out from the night.

written: mbb

7/12/ 10