| What Am I To Do What is this wretched hacked up life and why must I live in all this strife dreams dashed upon shore the ocean the whore that keeps spitting up more what the hell am I to do when I look around and see all this? What am I to say... Am I supposed to save the day? Lead armys into battle... Yelling victory and glory be? Relentless ever on the ocean never rests I can only do my best Its not all in my control some things are out of reach sometimes its dark and damp sometimes I wish I had a lamp If I slip and fall at least I know I have reached the ground Is this then all I have... To feel the pain, to know I live to bear the bruise, my scar, my vein? Then sometimes darkness looks so good If I could hide away and just keep it at bay But life dont work that way reality is, sometimes we slip and fall the price for each a different call when the waves are high on the crest we see reality slam down with certainty ~ Rain © cls 2002 |