There are too many painters   And not enough beauty   Too many hours   And not enough time   Too many singers   And not enough music   Too many reasons   And not enough rhyme   Will you meet me here in the light?   Will you fill my heart with your life?   Will you inspire?   There are too many drummers   And not enough rhythm   Too many dancers   And not enough life   Too many poets   And not enough answers   Too many questions and too many lies   Too many cameras   And not enough vision   Far too many lovers   Who never were friends   Too many directions   to too many places   Too many beginnings   and very few ends