seeking, searching but never finding. Heavy shoes and heavy lungs I look on, hope persisting, everything else fades. My feet they chafe my shoes they drag. What in the world could fulfill a lust for something hidden just out of grasp? What in the world could my eyes find that my...
Again toward another day
Solitude walked hand in hand
With me, a very lonely man
The people all around me sniffed the air
Because the people all around me didn't care
Their noses pushed up to the clouds
They could not bother being found
Madness couldn't be suppressed...