Testo 52 Miles

All that I want is to make the most of this one
All of the others will be swallowed
up in its wake, up in its wake
I will bury, I will bury
in a hole in my garden
I’ll put a stone to remind me
of all that I’ve thrown
of all that hounds me I’ll try not to worry, I’ll try not to worry
because if anyone finds this
they won’t know what it meant to me

I’ve got what I need but it’s not what I want
With these shifts that I work
it’s the best that I’ve got
I’ll see you again when we’re both off the clock
or I’ll find another girl
or I’ll find another job