RAT PARK by Tom Jensen
Like the town witch on fire
I’ve become a social pariah
I have lost my desire
To climb up any higher
There’s an energy vampire
Now standing right beside ya
There’s lots to know that you can’t see
Until you crack the code or else find the key
I was in rough shape
Looking for an escape
Started feeling sick
Must be time to get fixed
Look inside to see what’s broken
Hoping it’s not a hopeless situation
And that I really am worth saving
Since copping is not coping
When stopping isn’t an option
Oh how can I regain my focus?
It seems we cling to our vices
In major times of crisis
And when we’re feeling isolated
Day by day we’re being sedated
In a state of constant bereavement
Because we’ve failed to have our needs met
Hence our only sense of achievement
Is when we depart this world and leave it
Often it is fleeting and lost after a moment
Though you’re taking a beating you try your best not to show it
It was when my world was dark
I made some friends at rat park
They said that I could stay there
That there were lots of fun games to play there
In lofts, down slides and on wheels we play
Oh no more boring lonely days
I’ve been growing stronger no longer do I crave
Of thinking, drinking or sleeping away the day
Yeah, some get lost and some get saved
Others find themselves getting thrown away
Some are still searching even after all these days
You either make your escape or become one with the maze
Remember if God grants wishes
To all those who kneel and pray
That means that somewhere there’s
A fallen angel waiting to have his day