Malways

I’m always driving or riding
Moving
Still, stillness finds its way

I’m always standing or sleeping
Breathing
Exhaling past dark days

I’ve got a devil
Past full of sin
Shuffled the cards
Collecting my wins

I’m creating the scene
Or the scene’s creating me
Much like memories

I’m always rocking and rolling
Stable
Frequencies melting away

I’m always digging or climbing
Working
Quietly asking to stay