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ORIGINAL THOUGHT i lost my way til i found myself, twists will turn all by themselves i can't
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
even real there's always more than meets the eye, like the shades of blue that fill the sky... i can't be sure
exactly when i can't be sure exactly how i can't be sure exactly why something's going down... all
my beliefs may be fairy tales, parts of me are really someone else why do i begin? can i ever be sure? interpretation
often obscures... original thought? doubtful at best, words strung together at my mind's request thinking i
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
by 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 there was
nothing worth staying for there's no one left to remember when who the people were or where they went a
story never to be told an empty field just off the road a pile of wood of brick and stone no one lives
here anymore
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
like home...
SARUMAN'S FOLLY 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
his mind no one could, or would believe in anything they could neither touch nor see just like him and
all alone... he was himself so close to done that in his mind the whole world was crashing down each
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...
EMPTY EYES 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,
scattered about like so many empty eyes... only empty eyes, lonliness, like shadows fall voices come
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... i
told myself not to worry, you'd come around eventually i told myself just give it time, whatever happened was meant
to be do you ever feel no one even sees you? well, i do too... we all know how it feels to be let down we
all know how it feels to hit the ground we all know one another enough by now to know how it feels... i called
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...
DILUTED DAYS 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... i still
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...
THESE DAYS the north wind blows, harder and harder these days i'm looking for warmth, i'm looking
for kindness for the morning and the sun these days it gets dark early, early and often these days i'm
looking for warmth, looking for some way out these days man is it cold, colder and colder these days...
THE PROMISE could you give a little more? why save it for a day that may never come? could
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 let's
you and me promise that we'll try...
IT'S ABSURD whatever you thought was going on that's wrong...oh so wrong but then everybody's
wrong... whatever you thought you heard it's all absurd, utterly absurd but then everything's absurd...
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