Delayed Reform (An open letter to you know who)

Eventually, I always learn it

So it seems I always find it

The hidden, but discernable pathway to the exit

From the blocked cranial pathways

To a brand new day

From all the sadness, I’ve gone away

I knew it was coming soon

I only had to get out of the saloon

And run fast as I could to the moon

That’s all I had to do

If only I knew

I wouldn’t have wasted all that time fucking you