The Other Side
(Quealy)

I turned forty six with a birthday mix of scotch and beer
Biggest moon in thirty-nine and a hundred years
There were nine more days remaining in the century
I was thinking about a million things that were
Never meant to be

I was trying to decide
What to take and leave behind
When I make that fateful drive
To The Other Side

All my best; all I can with all my might
It’s like a test but the answers are not wrong or right
I can settle for the comfort of a passing grade
Will I wonder if I still get marked on a choice I made
When I was trying to decide
What to take and leave behind
When I take that fateful drive
To The Other Side

The world I know is about to change
Even though I’m goin’ home again

I can only pack so much before my bags are full
So I make a list of everything that’s valuable
Try to sort the things I want from the things I need
Liberate this spirit or control my greed

As I’m trying to decide
If I should try to multiply
All the things I can’t divide
From The Other Side