PEN AND PAPER By Tom Jensen
Well I'm...
Struggling against the tide
Pen and paper by my side
Feeling great, oh wait, I lied
There's not much I trust
And that sucks, but why cry?
Seems that something's
Gonna have to be sacrificed
To keep on playing this game
To keep on living this life
Release me
From the worldwide
weight of humanity
Too much for this
writer to decipher
The many causes of insanity
He pauses...then continues
As he counts his losses...
His inner voice asks him,
"Is it in you?"
To be the leader
when it is so easy to follow
Never need to be the owner
When everything
can be borrowed
Though you'll never find
Yourself being a loner
You just might be hollow
And it's such a waste of time...
Following the blind
Open up your eyes
Haven't you realized?
'Tis better to lead them...
And still be breathing
Than it is to follow
And be the one
left bleeding
Never wading in the
springs of freedom....
And not understanding
These things I speak of
Contemplating something
Hollow and misleading
And it brings many things...
Such as a false disguise
by a gypsy king
In his lies we
discover many truths...
Through his eyes
we uncover his abuse
And his song of sorrow
so many sing
Well I've got those
Same old blues again
It seems that life is game
You can never win
Cannot change your past
You can't change
where you've been
It seems you were
having a blast
But now you don't like
The position you're in
Once they stuck you
in your caste
You ended up taking
it on the chin
Now labeled a has-been
You got no friends
Just want it to end
Let your soul be recast
Let us try it again