Look down and what do you see? Black and death and murky sea

Of what was and what is me,

And what they know is all in between.

I reach out like a desperate fool, humiliated and seldom seen

I lived my life like an extra’s movie scene, and in vice

Was my only refuge.

Advice was cursed and often crooked by people wicked,

And paranoid they spoke of me but I know their truth

And it does not belong to me.

Flags carried to mark a torch of burning desire not met with reality

How can they say I have no rights?

Love is not owned by mass but they have made it so,

And in dying they have made their mark of destroying

All that is and all that could be of me.

Amongst grass and smokes and alcohol

That failed to break or prevent my fall and contrived to spoil

The times that should have served my pain.

The rain and thunder, lightening striking, makes me wonder

About life’s trials as all the while my soul does break

And follows my heart down the river.

My spine does shiver as my mind quivers at older memories

Unlocked in past and present games that blame some unknown face

The place that holds every tear and every sigh

In every dream I shall lie down and die

So goodbye, goodbye, goodbye……