Another Song Only I Can Sing Alone


Wond’ring if ther’ll ever come a day

when everything is right and I belong

Wond’ring if I’ll ever have a say

about the way my life is right or strong

If the sky falls down for Chicken

Little in the storm will lightning strike

If my eye calls one soul to me and

we travel super spaces as we like

Cycles of fitting in and falling out and dancing shout amen

Era’s of sitting in and getting out enhancing doubt again

Just when I reach the top of the curb and think I made it to the stair

I fall and find myself looking at the sky and all the stars are there

And maybe if I’m graced one day I will get to explore out where

Bodies are not needed to house the human mind….

If it’s true we are a thing that we can

not see unless we were in the dark

I hope the thing I am will leave pos

-terity an everlasting mark

When my body betrays me and I am look’n

at the sky while lying on the ground

I stopped trying to interpret what just happen’d

to me as being downward bound

Nothing I can do can change some

of the things the world handed me

I know I’m strange and that’s the way

                       it’s always gonna have to be

Cycles of fitting in and falling out and dancing shout amen

Era’s of sitting in and getting out enhancing doubt again

Just when I reach the top of the curb and think I made it to the stair

I fall and find myself looking at the sky and all the stars are there

And maybe if I’m graced one day I will get to explore out where

Bodies are not needed to house the human mind….

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