With so many people to love
With not a soul to exchange word with
Except with Le Dieu from above.
I feel inaction in action
And action in inaction
If you would care to understand
And i haven't really been taking care
With tears and feeling oh so bland.
I wish there was someone
To hold close and call my own;
These lonely days won't last so long
Of that i am quite sure.
Even when i'm surrounded by a bunch
Making noise and smoking cigars,
It's been a while since I've called
Someone my own near or far.
I feel that my worth has been questioned,
My values bludgeoned and i'm
Feeling really down trying to smile,
Put on a smirk so that i can hide my frown.
I harboured dreams once upon a time
And they still hold the wisps of the stars
But i connect with them only at a time like this
When i am plunged wide into the dark.
It's only pressure that transmutes
A diamond from a piece of regular coal
And this regular feeling of being estranged
Will hone me for someone I can call home.
I think my goodness is in praying,
My soul is connected with the divine
And i don't want to sit and mope around
And i don't want you to hear me whine.
Even when i walk these streets
Where everybody knows my name
I feel solitary, by myself and i have nothing
But myself and the ideas in my head.
Have you also ever felt this way?
What do you reckon i must do?
If i could take a walk with every step
I'd find we were two by two.
I wish to not feel such solitude,
I wish to not be drowning in the blues
And i want my actions separated from this limbo
And i don't want to only sink into the rues.
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