The lord has always been sweet to me

Trapezoid flipside
Ringside courtside
Follow the signs she said
The lord has always been sweet to me

I waited for a phone
And set my clock
Watch the nighttime
Found my honesty

Think about future
Talk about passed
Regret only one mistake
Forget the rest

Drive sober
Dance drunk
Fly aware
Swim naked

I always loved New York

Follow suit
Break stride
Build humor
Knock down walls

Hotels are the secret
Food is good
A bed is a dear friend
Laundry is fun

Smile when greeted
Keep only real company
Use chopsticks
Be at least as smart as a compass

These are my tid bits 

And the lord has always been sweet to me

Photo by Chris Sullivan.  Words by Dustin Whitehead.