Skip Friel

Its Still Me

Skip Friel
Twilight Red Sky


I thought I might improve myself Try to change my disposition Make myself a better person I cut my alcohol consumption Read some books on meditation Filled my head with inspiration But I still think of me As the boy who knew me when If I could only see myself with new eyes Maybe I would know me then I searched down deep into my mind Exercised till I was tired Was in bed early every night I threw away my inhibitions Tried to make some good decisions Even volunteered to visit prisons Oh I would be a most lucky man To see myself as I really am There’s an ever present tint That colors everything I see