living in a desert starving, famished lacking sustenance for the brain nourishment for the soul light to annihilate the thirst alone in all but name asking, pleading for the food of life for a decade . . . more
People say I'm crazy doing what I'm doing Well they give me all kinds of warnings to save me from ruin When I say that I'm o.k. well they look at me kind of strange Surely you're not happy now you no longer play the game
People say I'm lazy dreaming my life away Well they give me all kinds of advice designed to enlighten me When I tell them that I'm doing fine watching shadows on the wall Don't you miss the big time boy you're no longer on the ball
I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round I really love to watch them roll No longer riding on the merry-go-round I just had to let it go
Ah, people asking questions lost in confusion Well I tell them there's no problem, only solutions Well they shake their heads and they look at me as if I've lost my mind I tell them there's no hurry I'm just sitting here doing time
I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round I really love to watch them roll No longer riding on the merry-go-round I just had to let it go I just had to let it go I just had to let it go
On Gather, I'm Looking For ...:
a lonely impulse of delight
I am going through something very painful and difficult. If I do not comment on your work please forgive me.
I am really missing you right now. Just read comments to an article I wrote sometime back. Take a guess who was there? Thank You for helping me through that time, and again you are helping me through the this part of my life...through those comments.
Chana...you befriended me when I first came here....I miss you and your voice in Gather....love you always. You were a blessing to many here in Gatheland..