Not Mine
Love was just a space in your mind Finding yourself escaping some time Running around summer and wine Spending a dollar and making a dime Parking the car and then taking a fine Pushing the cue and not waiting in line The sound the bong was really a chime Grinding out waste and churning up grime Reality waking with war and the crime Not just forever but all of the time Give thanks its not us on the firing line Somebody's life but not yours and not mine