Pardoned
10-9-10
I am far from noble and far from wise
And not many of such are called
I am saved by my faith in Christ
Not because I'm good for I am not
Still subject to the base elements of the world
Feeling like a bit of a baby
But I'm still growing
Seem to be drunk on sobriety
Proven guilty as charged
Yet pardoned by God's grace
This is all part of the climb
I feel like voting for Obama again
Trying not to care what my old man thinks
Where every battleship eventually sinks....
Blowing Smoke
10-9-10
Hanging onto my crazy beard
Getting stuck here and there in pits of mud
Writing rotten rhymes
To represent the grapes I have renounced
Some eight weeks ago
I wish I could make my money
By just doing this
Rock stars have every right to hate America
My old man won't agree
For the most part I am above this
But today I am down and out
Just blowing smoke....
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