Raised and Grown - Tim Barry

If I make it that far, well, I won’t need much

Just a little confidence and more luck

Won’t need patience that comes at me in waves

Yeah, I can do without, just need a lift now and then

Sometimes these times are gone all trapped in the head

Ghosts all haunted with no one present

These drinks they’ll take you in ways you shouldn’t be

With girls you do want and some you shouldn’t see

Cinderblock walls with cracked mortar sun leaks

Screen phone calls and floors of concrete

I made it that far, it’s good enough

Take what you like, I won’t leave much

Yeah, I’ve seen a lot

But I ain’t seen it all

Yeah, I’ve said enough

And I meant it all

Mom’s in the garden holding bad news from the north

Rain pours and seeps into soil

I’m active duty on the interstates

All books and kerosene and night into day

Headlights and break lights and veins high on speed

I sleep when I can, I move when I need

Counting names with a ring in my head

Making new life of the memories of those who have left

Some is shared of all that’s kept inside

Love is the heart and hands grapple time

I made it that far, it’s good enough

Take what you like, I won’t leave much

Yeah, I’ve seen a lot

But I ain’t seen it all

Yeah, I’ve said enough

And I meant it all

I will not give up

I had enough