i lost my way til i found myself, twists will turn all by themselves
recall what time it was, or where i was, or why i was...
i heard whispers long concealed, i can't be certain it was
there's always more than meets the eye, like the shades of blue that fill the sky...
i can't be sure
i can't be sure exactly how
i can't be sure exactly why
something's going down...
my beliefs may be fairy tales, parts of me are really someone else
why do i begin? can i ever be sure? interpretation
original thought? doubtful at best, words strung together at my mind's request
perceived what other's missed, creating something out of nothingness...
STILL WE LOOK
people shrug, people make believe
pretend to be what
they only dream
late at night, alone with their sins
stars fade in the morning light
reality comes waltzing
wakes you, and takes you for a spin...
questions mystify, rather than simplify
the silence in our
heads only amplifies...
time and space need to be filled
if we don't do it, someone will
a clock ticks,
each moment fades away
people move too fast, people stand perfectly still
all of them of their own free will
who's to say how best to spend our days...still we look...
ON ROUTE 66
no one lives here anymore
just an empty house with broken doors
nothing worth staying for
there's no one left to remember when
who the people were or where they went
story never to be told
an empty field just off the road
a pile of wood of brick and stone
no one lives
NO PLACE SANE LIKE HOME
the moment i walk out my door i'm at the mercy of a world i'll never know
i just move thru space and at the end of the day
there's no place sane like home...
we won't save the world,
the pieces are scattered too far
our only chance is in our own backyard...
there's nothing beyond me i control,
i seem out of sync with what's going on
i'm early, i'm late, and at the end of the day
there's no place sane
he was himself so far fallen that in his mind
everyone was just like him
harboring deep and far reaching sin
in the dark and all alone...
he was himself so full of doubt that in
no one could, or would believe
in anything they could neither touch nor see
just like him and
he was himself so close to done that in his mind
the whole world was crashing down
and every secret had been found
he was lost and all alone...
A TIRED SOUL
evening finds a tired soul caught out in the rain
just one more step, just one more
mile, just one more day...
only empty eyes, seeing nothing, knowing no one
always wondering...where was
i going? what was i saying?
only empty eyes, nothing left, nothing to forget
nothing but pieces, without meaning,
like so many empty eyes...
only empty eyes, lonliness, like shadows fall
and go, stranger's faces only can stare
HOW IT FEELS
i called your name, you never answered, so i gave up and let it go
it's not that
i gave up on you, so much as i put you on hold
do you ever feel no one really wants you? well, i do too...
told myself not to worry, you'd come around eventually
i told myself just give it time, whatever happened was meant
do you ever feel no one even sees you? well, i do too...
we all know how it feels to be let down
all know how it feels to hit the ground
we all know one another enough by now to know how it feels...
your name, you never answered, so i gave up and went on home
i sat and pondered my situation, and never in my life
felt so alone
do you ever feel no one seems to get you? well, i do too...
the days grown thin, i feel drawn, and pulled tight
busy with the time that it takes
just to be
diluted to a ghost of myself, dissipating...
daylight calls...night time falls...
take the time to be that better part of me
i still take the time to try despite it all...
the sun can shine
but i see clouds rolling in
i love for the sake of love despite it all...
the north wind blows, harder and harder these days
i'm looking for warmth, i'm looking
for the morning and the sun these days
it gets dark early, early and often these days
looking for warmth, looking for some way out these days
man is it cold, colder and colder these days...
could you give a little more?
why save it for a day that may never come?
you take a little less?
it's not that hard to give a little more of yourself
it's not that hard to take a little
less for yourself
no, it's not that hard...
let's you and me promise one another we'll do better
you and me promise that we'll try...
whatever you thought was going on
that's wrong...oh so wrong
but then everybody's
whatever you thought you heard
it's all absurd, utterly absurd
but then everything's absurd...