Lions

I am in tears
I am in deep water
When I come up, I’ll be sober
And walk along the roads next to my house
With leaky shoes on my dripping wet feet
In a corner I lie in wait for my lions
They’ll surely cross my way
Then I’ll invite them to stay
I will not turn away
Because lions are good when they’re in their right places
Beat time to my trips and my chaos creations
And I’ll walk along the roads far from my house, my habits, my loads
Take me to somewhere new
And when fnally I’m out of this town
No excuses will be around
And when fnally I’m out of this country
Every possibility will be here with me