Fading memories ignored
I crawl across the forest floor
Pool reflects an
He shares a room outside
With a dozen other guys
And the
I’ve come to my senses
How did I get so far
Every day is a journal page
Every man holds a quill
He rode his wagon into town
A gaudy spectacle
And every gray
Fresh page, new pen
Where do I begin
Words fail, tears come
I
Feel the sun in my eyes
Swat that clumsy fly
Standing on the edge of the dock
With the wind in
I would take no for an answer,
Just to know I
Another night slips away
As the events of the day
Keep burning