Lines

White lines and poster art
watching the sun come up -
somewhere stuck between
too much and not enough...

Wild nights in Texas
I'd say they were the days -
staying skinny while in
a snow blown haze...

We were young with 
the world at our front door -
and every weekend 
we were looking for some more...

Baggies and razors kept
deep down in our purse -
we thought we'd feel better
but we'd end up feeling worse...

Some are now gone
some names forgotten now -
but every once in a while
I think about how...

We had those...

Wild nights in Texas
I'd say they were the days
staying skinny while in 
a snow blown haze.