Eric Cockrell - One Last Cigarette

i took off my carpenter's apron,
laid my hammer on the nightstand.
unloaded my old shotgun,
and stood it against the corner.
i lowered the flag, put out the fire,
put sheets across the windows....
turned off the lights, pulled off my boots,
and walked out barefooted into the night!

sometimes you just get tired of
trying to save a world
that doesnt want saving...
when you cant even manage
to save yourself from yourself!

and sometimes it's just about the night,
and the way the darkness feels
wrapped 'round you in perfect stillness...
standing barefoot in the grass,
smoking one last cigarette.

Eric Cockrell

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