Such as a station, in a dead town.
And no one ever gets around.
Like you’re damned lonesome and ya know it’s about to last
Can’t figure out what’s the reason for such a test.
Like it’s a railway track abandoned for so long
Like it’s a line that leads on forward, into nowhere land.
Ya feel like lost though you know you musn’t give it up
So many moments, hidden for too long.
By now, it seems, they gradually show up
You see, just got to wait and got to hold on
Patience brings change when and where it comes
A fairy-tale atmosphere present all through my life
Up to those days surrounded my mind - if not my mind –
It was everything : my body, heart & soul & brains
I’ve sacrificed for such a kind.
Settings appeared idealized
By now I’ve opened up my eyes!
Life feels much better now, my mind’s made up,
Reality brought a different light
Something like a vision appeared to me
I pictured myself living in a new frame
This frame - covered with pride and safety
There was no longer evil nor shame
Ain’t no disease...but just a lack
That longs to be satisfied by an act
Of truth or justice or faithfulness
And no one ever gets around.
Like you’re damned lonesome and ya know it’s about to last
Can’t figure out what’s the reason for such a test.
Like it’s a railway track abandoned for so long
Like it’s a line that leads on forward, into nowhere land.
Ya feel like lost though you know you musn’t give it up
So many moments, hidden for too long.
By now, it seems, they gradually show up
You see, just got to wait and got to hold on
Patience brings change when and where it comes
A fairy-tale atmosphere present all through my life
Up to those days surrounded my mind - if not my mind –
It was everything : my body, heart & soul & brains
I’ve sacrificed for such a kind.
Settings appeared idealized
By now I’ve opened up my eyes!
Life feels much better now, my mind’s made up,
Reality brought a different light
Something like a vision appeared to me
I pictured myself living in a new frame
This frame - covered with pride and safety
There was no longer evil nor shame
Ain’t no disease...but just a lack
That longs to be satisfied by an act
Of truth or justice or faithfulness
© 2001 Matt Oehler
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