Is this the weight of the world, Or another seismic shift? This elephant on my chest refuses to leave. Your vacant seat was filled with the eyes of a vacated heart. I can't stand the look of you anymore.

I'm a run down man from a washed out town. I've tried to stand but can't find the footing. Everything is passing by as the current drags me along. I can't help but wonder if this is a blessing or a curse.

I bought you a house, and you said no. Only the one with golden shutters would do. I forgave your crimes of passion and your passionate crimes, and said i'm willing to stick this one through. I'm climbed

I've traveled this land for a quarter century. cut through hillsides and memories. I've lost love, I've found misery. I've hidden from myself. I've stowed away from others. I've heard the widows cries.

The road of tomorrow is built on the broken backs of today's mankind. All to often we sacrifice, and give ourselves a dull life full of scarred meanings. At some point we call it quits. We lose sight of

Its not every day we find normal, decent human beings. They are out there though. We just have to be very choosy with whom we call friends and others will sometimes surprise us. Its not so easy though.