Nothing Matters

You can sell your soul for Satans BBQ
while living life on the road.
You can settle in a fancy house and recall all the stories you've been told.
You can wear all the fancy hats and have your shoes shined every day,
or sell it all for a ball of yarn and live on a mighty high stack of hay.
Nothing matters.
It's all the same.
There's one way out back from where you came.
to the land of no worries, deadlines or traffic ..
to the land of no despair.
A place with no heartbreak and where nothing is tragic
a place with nothing anywhere.
There are no feelings of up or down
No one is lost or afraid
Memories forgotten
and all the words unspoken will never be spoken again.