Corb Lund - Untitled Waltz lyrics

Give me two dollars, I'll tell you a story Of cigarette ashes and drink It might entertain you or bore you or change you It might not be what you want to think But it's about a good friend of mine, Ha**le's his name He's a fellow you might even know He looks fine on the outside, he's had lots of practice But he's got no more luck of his own Why can't we all find enough peace of mind till tomorrow That's what I'm wonderin', and that's what I'm hopin' That's what I'll find Why can't we all find enough reasons for living life like we'd like to That's what I'm wonderin', and that's what I'm hopin' That's what I'll find We're both young and troubled, we're both losin' time And we're both close to not turnin' back But he's further along and he's nearer the border And closer to destruction than me And I can see what's been happenin' and what's going down And I think it's too late for his soul... And I think I could save mine if I'd cut it loose But so far I've just let things roll Why can't we all find enough peace of mind till tomorrow That's what I'm wonderin', and that's what I'm hopin' That's what I'll find Why can't we all find enough reasons for living life like we'd like to That's what I'm wonderin', and that's what I'm hopin' That's what I'll find