micawber's rise

why's it always meant for me
oh this never ending possibility
and your waking up dead on the street
feeling we never quite had the chance to meet

you failed but your back now on your feet
now you're spitting on the roots of a tree
and your house is burning up quickly
raindrops falling at the bottom of a dream

the line is being drawn from the seem
oh this never ending actuality
and you're choking on your breathe in a beat
kneeling and kissing at the feet of a queen

the sprinkles that are falling from a cheek
now you're laughing at a man on bended knee
and your life is weighing down constantly
last chance has closed the door behind you finally