Disposable

Hey babe
Ur so sweet to me
I feel just like a king
I'm the paper plate
At ur picnic girl
I'm the dixie cup
At ur soiree
Honey I know exactly
What I am
I'm the paper towel
On ur table
You got me so wrapped up
Babe I'm the twisty tie
On ur bread
Girl its so nice to know
What I mean to you

I look around
And see those other guys
All done up fine
I ain't gotta b fancy for you
I just gotta be me
Your a sweet thing
To put me in my place
Just tell me what u need
Cuz I'm the plastic spoon
In ur puddin babe
I'm made to throw away

another disappointment
another opportunity left at the door
another chance to see the light

What flavor will your day be
What colors will shine for you
What music will gladden your ears
What thought will make you smile
What will you feel today
What will be your sense of things

I hope that laughter finds you
And fills you with joy
I hope the air sings for you
I hope the world dances for you
I hope that time is sweet
I hope you see today
The things that were meant to be

Can you feel that
The slightest of breezes
Beginning to blow
Can you smell that
Along the wind rides
The sweet smell of
The gathering storm
Can you sense that
The growing electricity
The charge in the air

The storm is coming
The latter rains are building
The clouds are heavy
With the promised rain
Can you see that
What is gathering
On the horizon?

I'm tired of tomorrows dreams
I want to settle in
With todays reality
Yesterday is a bin
Of empty promises
But no more so
Than tomorrows vapor
Better to look around today
And find the things I need

Black water bright moon
I've been swimming
Right under your sail
Angel wing feathers
Fall like stars in your eyes
I've been watching
While you slip away
Reeds caught in a current flow
Suggest nothing less
Than the detritus of your dreams
Passing 'neath the waves
To find some purchase
I hold my breath
And wait for you.

Did you ever wonder
Where you lost your way
Was in the arms of someone
To whom you were not wed
Was in the quite numbing
Of a dirty needle
Or maybe the manic forgetting
Found in your dealer's speed
Was it in the constant chase
Of never enough to buy
Did you lose your way
In the green of her eyes
Did you succumb
To the lure of the siren
So many ways
To step off the path
So many choices
It seems we'll never be free
So which way did you go
Down what path are you headed
And will there be
My friend
Salvation
At the very end?