Tell me who I am
Tell me where you’ve gone
I won’t be your lamb
killed here on your lawn
Shadows falling free
Darkness flowing out
Let me pay my fee
And leave with a shout
Waiting here for you
Thinking of old times
Wishing you’d wait too
Feelings feel like crimes
Why do you see me here?
I am not really there.
Withdrawn into my fear,
Tearing out all but hair.
Vision is far from clear-
How do you think I’ll fare?
My old temptations are far from gone;
Over old distractions I shall Fawn.
I wish I weren’t this eternal pawn-
Could pass it all off in just one yawn.
Lose all sight of reality
As these shades of grey fade to black
Regain your grip of sanity
As all your life comes rushing back
They are but passer-bys on a vacant street
They wish to stick with things familiar
They do not want to meet this stranger
They do not want to remember this friend
