Don't give me answers for i would refuse "yes" is a word for which i have no use And i wasn't looking for heaven or hell Just someone to listen to stories i tell
Now what is a blessing and what is a dream Caught between portraits and none's what it seems And why is it people expect there's a change When i feel i'm a part of something i can't see I feel the same
Now don't ask me questions or i will retreat Fame is a cancer and ego its seed Now i wasn't looking for heaven or hell Just someone to listen to stories i tell
Do we ever wonder? And do you ever care...
Subtle salvation in poems we know Hiding our heads in a shadow of home Now i wasn't looking for wreaths or for bells Just someone to listen to stories i tell Stories i tell
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