Its a twisted road
Its a bad song w/ a repeated chord that just doesn't end.
Its a broken record spewing the same lies and pain we try to defeat.
Life is the on going pain that never changes or heals.
With new additions of temporary highs and long lasting sadness.
Every one knows it but its not how most view it.
People create a story to cover up that horrible sound or find their way off that twisted road.
That same twisted road of facts and small actions of truth.
Life is and on going story
and we all have a different part.
Life is the story of a small boy on a journey
Or a girl practicing that same damn chord and never getting it until it Finlay just clicks.
People are the characters in every book or play.
The artists and poets are the critics.
We portray the things that we see and hear.
We understand and present.
We know how to find the beauty on that same twisted road.
And understand that song w/ the one repeating chord w/ a thousand feelings be hind it.
And that broken record that people Finlay start to hear more clearly as they age.
Its that twisted road.
Its a song w/ a repeated chord.
Its a broken record.
Its what we know.
Its how we live.
Its the something now and forever.
