Just Living ALL

The phone is ringing as I dig for a pen
I change my face and answer and then
Grope and sputter for the right thing to say
To earn another week, "See, given time, I can pay"

What about the bills?
What about the rent?
What about the days in the park you never spent?

I wonder, what's the use?
I need time to have a purpose

My treasure map's been on the shelf for so long
It's not my choice, and that's what's so wrong
Our time together, a receipt in her purse
One makes up the other, and that makes it worse

What about the streets?
What about the crowd?
What about the simple existence you avowed?
What about the words written on her face?
What about the promise to leave this place?

Not alive, just living
Not alive, just living
I wonder, what's the use?
I need time to have a purpose
Not alive, just living