Two Crackers

I have borrowed many a footstep from the graveyard

And stepped inside the heels of treasured time

They served me right just like an engine at a train yard

Pushing me further down that railroad line

All that I've had to eat today were two crackers

One was salty; the other was free of salt

It serves me right; I always knew I was a slacker

But whatever I haven't done, it's not my fault

As the fortress of my nightmares starts to crumble

An the open wounds of childhood start to bleed