KINDNESS OF STRANGERS

Sleeping in a Walmart parking lot take my shower in the bathroom sink

Find the next venue on Google maps try to wait til the evening to drink

I gotta love this life cause it’s the life I chose

For better or worse, no worse for the ware and it shows

Broke down under the overpass downtown Buffalo

A soul-patched man with a really loud van pushed us where we needed to go

I rely on the kindness of strangers and strange kinds of friends

The rubber hit down hard on the pavement the night she said,

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she said, “my way or the highway”, now I’m out here on this road

writing songs about being lonely, and singing them for lonely folks

they tell me that they love me, but I’m pretty sure they don’t

she said, “my way or the highway” and I chose the road

Trading blows with the lake effect snow learning how to know when I’m beat

This all feels a little like a whiskey on a stick hanging out in front of me

I knew I’d miss her but I soon came to see

I could never miss her as much as I’d miss me

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she said, “my way or the highway”, so I’m out here on this road

writing songs about being lonely, and sharing them with lovely folks

I chose the road less traveled and the difference here is hope

“my way or the highway” and I chose the road