End of a Year. Other. Midwest. Zeneszám

Can't catch a break with a noose
Peacock to pigeon, I felt that change
Pressed my face to the stone
Once strong legs gone lame

I borrow too often and I hate work
Good heart, but what's it worth?
Clay pots to mud
Wallclock stops, but the sundial stays

As my life sails down the toilet,
I wish you were here to enjoy it
I've let myself go in so many ways

Spent too freely and I hate work
Good intentions, what's it worth
House to hut
Car to rust (?), but the push cart stays

Can't catch a break with a brick
Pearl to swine, I felt that change
Pressed my face to the road
What was heart, now brain

Trains derailed, but the wheels still spin
Trains derailed, but the wheels still spin

As my life sails down the toilet,
I wish you were here to enjoy it
I've let myself go in so many ways