The tracks tell a story,
One you know to well,
About the lies, and dishonesty that your un-willing to tell,
To those in recovery,
the ones who got out alive,
The ones who found a meaning and wanted to survive,
Say a little prayer for the ones that still
aren’t there,
The ones who are still living in the chaos and despair,
Those tracks will grow bigger as time
goes by,
Waiting, watching, thinking about anyway to get high,
Until you are ready those tracks will
never heal,
They go beneath the skin and will not want you to feel,
When you are ready my friend,
come back to me,
When you have had enough of the
pain and misery,
Don’t come back too early, only when enough is
a enough,
If you do my friend it will just
be a bluff,
I will be here to support you when you are ready
to change,
When you are ready to face your
loss and pain,
I promise it will get better with one day
at a time,
And slowly the thoughts of drugs will wear down in your mind,
Your body will become stronger and so will your thoughts,
And hopefully you will see that light it should go off like a touch,
The addict will always be there, it’s indented in your veins,
But you will learn how to cope and manage to deal with pain,
It will get better my friend you will
slowly see,
Little miracle’s will happen when you
stay clean.