Sometimes they come, sometimes they go
Sometimes it’s fast, sometimes it’s slow
Sometimes I feel I’m in my power
Sometimes I tell myself I’m in control…
I think I’m in control.
When I reach my very bottom I’m such an empty soul.
I look around, I see the signs
I tell myself that I’ll be fine
If I close my eyes maybe it will change
If I close my eyes maybe I will walk the line…
I never walk the line.
When I reach my very bottom it’s such a lonely time.
Time it comes and time it goes
Rivers run and rivers flow
So many things I’ve yet to learn
So many things I’ve yet to know…
Think I’ll head on down the road.
And when I reach my very bottom, it’s oh so cold.
And when I reach my very bottom, it’s oh so cold.
deorre
I hope you’ve put this to music. Sad, lost and lonely is something that everyone can relate to now and then.
Comment by Inklings — May 31, 2007 @ 6:52 am
that is exactly what I thought when I read it, that you probably have this set to music…
Comment by silken — May 31, 2007 @ 7:41 am
I need to sing this one!
Comment by Familyfunandfaith — May 31, 2007 @ 9:52 am
perhaps a simple recitation is in order.
Comment by Pinhole — May 31, 2007 @ 9:54 am
and of course in my own biased fashion, it is great. I need to get back into the studio with several new pieces.
Comment by deorre — May 31, 2007 @ 1:21 pm