Here And Now

May 1998 Flying Stone

Day goes down, night will soon come up.
You sit in Your chair and feel so hungry,
angry, doubtful, nothing gained today.
All these hours: Waisted time!

Here and now, what goes on?
Are You sick? Are You blind?
Your heart beats so strong.
Your eyes can see behind!

You cry for Your friends, love has turned away.
Tears flood Your eyes, You feel so lonesome,
tired, broken, no one can dry Your tears.
All they tell You makes no sense.

Spring has passed, years of childhood gone.
You say good bye and feel so much older,
burdened, busy, no more time to relax.
All Your dreams: Frozen leafs!