Aug 2, 2002

Wander-lost

Honey don't you mind me
I'm a passer-by
Caught up in the day

And if you find I pose a problem
For your daily grind
Well I'll be on my way

Don't you know
Bout second chances
Caution thrown
I'll take my chances
But I don't know what I'll do
If you should catch my gaze
Guess I'll wait and see

Hey friend don't I know you
You're that guy I knew
Once upon a time

Just let me think what
Name I'm s'posed to call you
An' we'll be doin' fine

Don't you know
Bout second Chances
Caution thrown
I'll take my chances
But God forbid your
Face slips from my memory
Happens all the time

As I walk in circles
Half the time I'm
Lookin at my shoes,
And for the other half I'm
Starin' through your face.
Is it the head of day or
Dark of night or
Feebleness of mind
That in the midst of friends
I'm alone in this place
I'm wander-lost

Aug 2, 2002

If Memory Serves

For every name forgotten
A thousand mamories fade as well
Time, the great devourer of my life
Stealing from both hands
As I grow
Longer in the tooth
And shorter on time
What have I done
These memories that others cherish
Or silently hate
While I still grasp at knowing the year
The occasional joyous connection
A recollection, both a blessing and a curse.
Stumbling over a long-lost someone
That somebody I think perhaps I knew
Or loved
Or wished I could have
How many best friends I ought to have
And don't
Or might be losing even now
Steel trap rusted
But I'll get by on what I have
For as long as it still snaps shut.

August 2002

I see the child I see the angel
And the angry guy
Singin' out their hearts

I hear the shout I hear the giggle
And the angry cry