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|  |  | 2005-10-30 18:27:45 ET 
 The last few days
 have brought me round
 to that part of me that fears to drown
 that part of me that wants to fly
 that part of me that cannot die
 It wants to write and sing a song
 to all the bastards who've done him wrong
 to all the girls he's loved before
 a song to break down every door
 but where's the words that make this song
 that kill the darkness right the wrongs
 that lead me to the place to be
 that happy place inside of me
 the morning rays caress her face
 as shooting stars careen through space
 and promise something that cannot be seen
 cannot be felt cannot receive
 the hopes and fears we send from earth
 that contemplate our death and birth
 where do we go
 where'd we come from
 who put us here
 whyfore, howcome
 I'd like to say I can exorcise
 myself from myself
 dry my eyes
 and see myself for what I am
 and see that I am what I planned
 but I'm aware of what I've become
 and try my best to share with someone
 my hopes and dreams, my plans for me
 for her and us and you and me
 My plans, what were they
 did I have plans?
 Did I just say that
 and hoped I'd find them
 I remember talks of waves and oceans
 of sun and roads and forgetting all those
 things we kept behind ourselves
 and letting loose to someone else
 and driving wildly away from our lives
 forgetting the future, the past out of our minds
 the present only, the wind in her hair and
 the sun setting in front of our ray-banned eyewear
 When we got to the edge, though, what would happen?
 Would we return to our lives, enriched but the same?
 would these questions I have persist and remain?
 Here is an answer -
 the answer is out there.
 It doesn't come quickly
 and you often pass through it
 when on this road of life
 and you don't know you've seen it
 or what it quite was
 till you're through it and gone
 and your life has moved on.
 The road of this life needs a place to begin
 and it doesn't quite end
 and it doesn't quite bend.
 It just goes on straight
 through everything imaginable
 and the path may seem smooth
 or it may see unpassable
 then it is time
 to pull out these questions
 and see what you've passed through
 and if that will solve them.
 Your map is laid
 as you pass through it.
 Beginner's Cartography
 and she's the one who knew it
 so that's my thoughts
 as I sit here tonight
 contemplating tommorrow
 and the future beyond it.
 Don't know where I'm going
 but I look forward to it.
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