Off of Lake Michigan

Down on Belmont

Next to Broadway

There is a place

That lines up

Out the door

Not always

But once more

The caramel taste hue

More than a drink

A life

Lifestyle

It’s where I learned something

I can’t quite explain

But the reality of age

Has the same

Effects

As that coffee did

Years ago

Up we go

So let’s keep

Rolling

When the hope

Is gone

So I hear

A new hope

Is coming

And I wait for the new

Bet coming in

This is news

Later is better

And not on time

But in any way

Just hope to make

The difference I can see

All hope is to make

What I can of

Myself

I could feel it in my hands

The glow of sun

Healing my stranded

Mind

From the billows

Of winters cold

I feel the healing light

In the depths of my

Own light

To rejuvenate

And give charge

Obligations

Across

A one man

Nation

Is to behold

The truth

As if gold

In the hands of a miner

To know the difference

Between right and wrong

And to do the best

Of the weak and strong

The holy grail

Is the moment at hand

So I only begin

To understand

That this is just

The mind of one man

In a state of mind

Today

And always

Reconcile

The mind

To the times

Of new and old

In a state of confusion

I begin the start

Of beginning again

So I start today

Right now

Never was one

For the money

Or the hype

Of the creators

Life

Just a man

On a journey

To what is

Blithe to the till

Will hold

Me

Still

In the night