As I look upwards at an overcast sky
The shadows of yesterday reflecting deep into tomorrow
As the crowded roads run dry
I alone drown silently in my sorrow.
This world has seen much and heard much
The largesse and lowness of men, women and children
A single person’s thoughts and feelings wouldn’t matter
A single marble thrown far and beyond to scatter
So many different ways and faiths in life on offer now
The basic essence and identity of a person lost
Time not enough to satisfy everything you yearn for
It’s far too late…well beyond the twenty fifth hour.
As the mind feverishly thinks up a storm about the future
Fate, luck and chance have a lot more up their sleeves
Our hopes and wishes indefinitely lost in translation
The knots too complicated to even figure out a correlation.
As I sit and hopelessly long for simpler times to recur
Even though I know it’s a blind tunnel; an absolute dead end
I still let my childishly foolish mind wish and waver
Such a world will only be available to think up and savor.
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