The only thing I can really say is mine
Sticks to me like glue never out of line
From morning till night always in tow
Do we really need it, I mean a shadow.
I'm from a place so precious in mind
I'm from a moment long time passed
I'm from a memory that happened fast
The place my childhood was inclined.
I seek answers not yet told
Just a little peace of mind
Passing years quickly unfold
Response remains confined.
Pick up the gauntlet
look life in the eye
The answers are there
Mounting weariness not withdrawn
Nostalgias eyes two ways torn
My past flies on nocturnal wings
In search of rest and other things.