I could be running, naked through the trees,
diving into a lake and swimming around at 2 O'clock in the morning.
I could be watching the sunrise.
I could be biking, I could be trying to fly.
I could be drinking a bottle of wine, watching the sunset over the mountains.
I could be dancing, hell, I should be dancing.
I could be at a concert,
I could be at the movies,
I could be hiking,
I could be getting lost in music.
I could be in Salt Lake, I could be in California, I could be in vegas,
I could be playing a game of poker.
I could be playing nazi zombies,
I could be laying in a field.
I could be smoking a cigarrette.
I could be living. . .
I could be laying in a bathtub, doped out of my mind.
I could be hanging myself.
I could be crying in my closet.
I could be on a long walk.
I could be gambling my money away.
I could be drinking my life away.
I could be homeless.
I could be dead. I could be. . .
