I walked thru the door and took a seat. Listening to words. That seem to bounce right off my chest. Like I heard it all before. Teach an old dog the same old trick.
I've seen a wind torn sky. And I've felt the river cry. And I've seen the old ones have their say. . I've known the constitution. And I've seen a revolution.
As I wandered. Walked along on a lazy path. I shook a hand. He seemed to know so much more. . So I listened. Tried my best just to understand. Then I followed.
Lies, games, webs of pain. Giving, taking, oh abuse. Contention, extension, I will not be shamed. Crossing the bridge, I'm on the way. . I just don't care like I used to.
Okay so it can't be right. I cry and try and think and fight. Okay so I need some help. But they can't fix the way I feel. . Just one day, just one second.