trouble is looking
trouble is looking
wonder if it will find you
too late now to hide
trouble is looking
wonder if it will find you
too late now to hide
despite what you think
center of the universe
it's not where you are
why use just one word
when a few hundred will do
someone make it stop
that was a bad choice
the seed of a great story
not sharing this one
backyard breeze flowing
sun marking the fading day
sharing time with friends
create memories
the artifacts of our lives
go dance in puddles
wearing that same cloak
it is oh so familiar
weariness abounds
what am i doing
i'm really not all that sure
just making it up
wrestling with imps
disabuse them of such thoughts
you will win this fight
dancing with the imp
wrapped in darkness and silence
not sure who's winning