Walking down the street
See person that is homeless...
Wrapped up tied down
A wild animal in a cage...
I see the girl in the mirror.
Looking back at me...
Camomile as tea
cautious as a lemming...
What's a life without happiness?
Supreme emptiness...
I can only be
the original me...
Another song of thunder sung, in the heavens high...
Far up in the sky, the storm rumbles the clouds up...
Looking at the derelict slide
Recalling all the laughs and screams...
It's quiet here along this road.
No fish splash in the nearby stream...
Forgiveness,
So easy to say...
As I walk across the land, through the wasteland...
Ive been through so much pain; the years have...
Do you remember when..
getting high meant swinging on the playground...