The Trade

In the way way back of my mind
I met a friend from a past life
Had a long drink from a short glass
There's a lot I never did ask
He told me I'm a
Sore sight with clear eyes
And that made me a
Tough man to recognize
He wondered how I traveled oh so,
Oh so light
I wonder how he felt about my reply
Said I made
The trade, and
I decided
That I'll never
Go back now
Running laps in the rat race
Don't count for much
Just complicates
These strings that pull me all around
Can't cut em down
I never faced
That lesson so I learned it the hard way
I'm always in knots
But that's not for the long game
I said
Said I made
The trade, and
I decided
That I'll never
Go back now