Did you hear the one about the friend of a a friend who tried to end it all. At the last moment he picked up the phone and gave you a call. You thought about letting it ring but you answered after all. And there you were put on the spot at the end of the other line. For questions that you never thought you'd ever have to answer to. Who do you turn to when the ones you always turn to go and turn on you. It leaves you in the dark feeling for a switch to turn it on again. There are no easy answers the questions remain tough. There's no shortcuts to easy street no corners you can cut. Can you cut this diamond in the rough. And it's good to see you alive. Sign your will to survive. A look into your heart before it sees its final hour. (Lived?) each day like there is no tomorrow. Beyond this mess ahead there is a street so very hard to find. Though I have (got?) to lay my head down at this dead end so many times. And if we ever get to easy street you can say with a smile. I came just for the ride.