I always aim ahead but fall behind,
But now I’ve got forward movement on my mind.
Leavin’ in December is a rough dealt hand,
Guess I’ll hope that the draw will make things softer
When I’ll land, I don’t know when,
Hope I’m not back in the mustard bin
Red Light
Livin’ in the mustard bin
Red Light
Livin’ in the mustard bin
Makes sense to me how I’d end up here,
When I think about the steps I took it seems so clear.
Feels so deserved, it feels so free,
To seek comfort in facts and hindrances dogging me.
When I’ll land, I don’t know when,
Hope I’m not back in the mustard bin
Red Light
Livin’ in the mustard bin
Red Light
Livin’ in the mustard bin
Dimming lights and white curtains,
I see the faces, remember places, fleeting chases.
I’d hoped for more (I’d hoped for more) (I’d hoped for more)
But at the time, it seemed like pushing through was too much of a chore.
Seen at the end, there was never a win,
From inside the mustard bin
Red Light
Livin’ in the mustard bin
Red Light
Livin’ in the mustard bin
credits
from Songs From Creation Station,
track released July 23, 2017
Written, Performed and Recorded by Kerm Jenkins
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