5. “Familiar Street Names”

find me a reason that i should believe
fate doesn’t have a gun tucked safely in his sleeve
and has been waiting for me; i can’t awake to move
i fear what i don’t know, but am too scared to prove
 
i always tell myself that this time i’ll change
but busy myself instead, to avoid acting my age
will i ever take it serious enough?
i’d rather continue to place my faith in luck
 
for luck is my best shot at feeding the tired flame
i seek my forgiveness from men still fit to pray
there are no strings attached to emptiness and fear
while the falsest vanity to all without ears to hear
 
i was in love with all the wrong choices
 
i can’t stop looking for something she doesn’t have
i try so hard to hang on to love i never had
running in circles through street names that i know
i just don’t have a prayer, a chance fate might bestow
 
i’m making plans for a future that will not come
don’t tell me my weakness as fate reaches for that gun
i’m too young to die, but feel too old to live
take my hollowed faith and leave my luck instead
 
oh God what does it all mean for me? i’m busting at the seams
with anger for my ignorance to a world outside of me
help restore my memory of nights and flights on winter skies
help me resist vanity and indifference to tomorrow’s wise