How Many Years

Let me count the reasons why The moon the sun and the open sky The black hole shakes, the bottles break Pick up the shards and I'm on my way Something seems a bit funny about today A man is staring at the crowded streets Holy man stands by a cop on there knees A strong willed man grabs a womens hands Pick up the shards and I'm on my way Something seems real funny about today I feel alright, definitely could be better Heart of a storm on a dying home The black hole shakes the buildings break Ditched the shards I'm still on my way Ah shit about today I always liked Italian food Now I guess I'm that now too The black hole shakes now nothing but space Picked up the shards now I have now way I guess there is no more today