OZ
Kiya Heartwood
©2005
Here I am
Without a blindfold
My back against the wall
There you are
On the tightrope
You could stumble
You could fall
Here we are
In the lifeboat
We've got one oar between
Your guess is as good as mine though
I have to tell you
Nothing's as it seems
We keep looking for the man behind the curtain
No one's standing there
Just you and me
Where we're going
I can tell you I'm not certain
All I can see
Is all the possibilities
In this dream
I'm talking to my father
Divine inspiration
A long distance call
"Swing away kid. Just you remember….
With two strikes down, keep your eye on the ball."
Maybe we should play the tragic heroes,
Like the Werewolf or Wolverine
Is it fate or an accident we're different
Can someone please explain
Why this keeps happening
To me
Laying in the gra**
On a blanket doing nothing
Got our ice tea
Dirt between our toes
Jump a boxcar
Or a house in a tornado
Gonna ride it
As far as it will go
We keep looking for
The man behind the curtain
No one's standing there
Just you and me
Where we're going
I can tell you I'm not certain
All I can see, is all the possibilities