Another Day

I've been back now for a day or two at best
And I'm punishing myself for taking the rest
I've been in slumber and in splendor in my house
With beer and whiskey, my new son and spouse

Well, they've welcomed me with open arms and handshakes
At family get-togethers and at bars
I've a massive gift collection in my pantry
Bottles of wine, dead drying roses, cheap cigars

Now I'm back to every day, to the songs I have to play
To the roads along the way, all the people in the fray
No more family or home 'cause my home is not my own
Got to get up and away to another day and place

I'm a speck in the collective minds of millions
Nothing but a pawn in my own twisted game
I've a good mind to fuck off and finally leave it
Get an office job and settle with the dust and stains

But she gives me reason to go and give it to them
Shovel the shit from drunken ramblings and perversions
If I'm not laughed out of the ring then I've succeeded
In bringing to some poor sap my new distractions

Now I'm feeling tame, taut, detached and lame
Like a tired old cliché, give me all the blame
No more smiles or frowns, just leave me blackened out
Amid familiar shouts I'll take the same old route

Misdirection leads me to it blindly
Maps and border crossings greet me kindly
My bones are splinters used for extra kindling
For the gods that hover up around me, laughing