ASLEEP AT THE WHEEL

i fell asleep at the wheel of life.
It caused me nothing but pain and strife,
not to wake up.
This chosen stupor, wasn't reality.
It didn't matter to me.
I didn't have to deal with it.
Reality is just for suckers, who don't know jack.
Make your mark, just be cool.
With eyes closed shut, I played the fool.
They finally came for me.
Police, psychiatrists, and ghosts from the past.
It was a convergence.
They came all at once, with pistols blazing.
I was cornered.
These ghosts from my past, never relaxed.
I always had to look over my shoulder.
Now I see, I cannot flee.
Everything has a price.
I fell asleep at the wheel of life.
It was my wheel of fortune, Vanna.
I was lucky.
I got a second chance to make things right.
I picked the shards of glass out of my forehead.
I carried on, without the strife.
The old wags are gone, so now I'm free.
I must accept reality.
My daily choices mean life or death.
That's all that's left.
For a man who falls asleep at the wheel.