Turnout

Green light
Until it all fell down
that's just the way life is
your words are like trash; i threw them out
how can life be so cruel
to rise the occasion just to fall
I hope you rise again tomorrow
if not, why are you here at all?
turnout,
to get out for a while
turnout,
more lost with every mile
it's nights like this i lay awake
trying to make sense of this road
wisdom comes and then its gone
the maps are wrong, no control