stumblin’


fit me for a hide 

with a thick, thick skin 

like a new suit of armor 

like a bottle of gin 

give me the sense to know 

that we seldom win 

forget a part of the plan, 

it’s just stumblin’ 

 
give me the calm 

of those who just know 

with none of the reverb 

like a cold fresh snow 

we’re gonna need an elixor 

to take out the sting 

when we peel back the ego 

it’s just stumblin’ 

 
got my atlas in hand 

it’s tattered and thin 

the hazards are hidden 

like the deepest of sin 

it’s my lack of distraction 

gets me going again 

so give me that thick, thick skin 

i’m going stumblin’