Moving Forward Standing Still

Thursday, August 24, 2006

Losing my grip on these rocks

They’re mossy and wet

Slipping can’t help it I can’t

Colliding with rocks

They’re mossy and wet

With no boat or bridge

Across the river

What’s there on the other side?

Too much midnight Not enough noon

Drowning in I don’t know

But who, who needs to know

Moving forward standing still

Moving forward standing still 

Sometimes the end leads me back

I wonder and hope

This path and that one all wind

Through water, through bush

I wonder and hope

Will my heart be whole

After a defeat

Do I really need to know?

What a mad world this fishbowl It’s smarmy and full

Rocks and moss, water all ’round

Wading deep, real deep

It’s smarmy and full

When this bowl’s dumped out

Into the ocean

Can I hope to be swimming? 

Too much midnight

Not enough noon

Drowning in I don’t know

But who, who needs to know

Moving forward standing still

Moving forward standing still

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Monday, June 26, 2006

I’m still used to wipe-outs and crashes
But I don’t ride a skateboard anymore
I just fall in love
And break my heart