Can’t get these feelings out of my head
If she were here what would she have said,
Every day I eat my daily bread
Dear God please take apart this burden she bread
Let me forgive her for what she said
If it weren’t for this curtain I bear
What shirt would I wear.
The form from times before she was there
I decide to look into the reflection
Before its disfiguration under this cloud of acid rain
A mirror image unfamiliar to the face
Staring back from another place.
And the sun casts a twelve o’clock shadow on me
Only I can see it running a distance to the dark side of the moon
I now watch as I take each step closer
Will the road end
How much time must I spend
Before I see this shadows dark side bend.
