Down On My Luck

i spend my nights awake just dreaming of the next year
where i’ll be safe and i’ll be sound anywhere but here
take a look inside and see how much i’ve changed
but when the day is done i swear i’m still the same
the night grows old and i’m still just the same kid
who wishes on lights and takes it on the chin
fighting for my friends and shooting for the stars
i always come up short, but i’m never that far
well i awoke to find
pins in my hand
lights in my eyes
got me too weak to stand
i need a place for my thoughts to hide
a permanent head for my mind to reside
so i pen these thoughts to tell you how
i’ve been getting by up until now
i’m down on my luck, but i’m still here
so pick me up and we’ll make it through another year
my heart guides; i close my eyes
it’s me and the road and in the moment i know
i’m already home so call my friends
and tell them that i’m never really alone.