bored with life
remember barney fife
toting an empty gun
the bullet in his pocket

and my life sure is an empty gun
no bullet of direction or inspiration
just withering away in front
of my flat screen monitor

flatlining in my soul
all dreams fade
in the middle
of the afternoon

so now I think I know
what ts eliot
may have meant
with his 2:00pm coffeespoons

maybe to nap is better
to somehow slip off into dreams
and avoid the mundacity
of not knowing what to do next

looking for something
anything
for there to be meaning

and you glance at your God
you smile at your wife
you study the mirror
you thank heaven for life

but can you give thanks
even when boredom strikes
or do idle hands
really lead to idol deeds

sorry I can’t seem more excited everyone
sometimes I just can’t work it up
can't pretend
that this is enough

work
play

just one more day

falling into infinity
infamy
because you too wasted your life

lord christ
save me from such a fate

I don’t ask for much
just that my cup be filled
with a refreshing dose
of the Spirit
by which I have been sealed

forever to be yours
in endless romance
and boundless adventure:

ride on oh king eternal
ride on
and take us with you to cruise
the earth