TRACKS

Once again

The blood tracks you see on the floor

Bleed into the wood grain

Because I stepped on your used syringe

Lately I'm seeing things clearly

And I'm saying to you

The only tracks I want to lay down

Are the ones I leave in my rearview

I am seeing all the cracks

In our lives, they leave tracks...

We can't run from the shakes

But I'm saying we can walk away

We can lay down some new tracks

No, I don't know where your needle is

Hun, I am begging you once more

Let's stop using and let's make tracks

Back to the dreams we once lived for

I can hear hell calling us home

Lately I'm seeing things clearly

And I'm saying to you

The only tracks we want to lay down

Are the ones we leave in our rearview

We are living all the cracks

In our lives, they leave tracks...

We can't run from the shakes

But I'm saying we can walk away

We can lay down some new tracks

I can't take it anymore

Hun, I am begging you

Let's stop using and let's make tracks

Back to the dreams we once lived for

I am so sorry for the needle

For hurting your foot and us

Let's clean up the floor

I want us both to go back —

Back to the dreams we once lived for

© 2025 John Osinga. All rights reserved. St. Thomas, Ontario, Canada. Revised 2026