Thinking.....
Watching my window\'s reflection
This day slowly moving along
Tears to hard to hide
Days breaking out in song
You hold me to account my love
The cost is far too long
Sometimes I sit in a crowd alone
Others hours feeling I belong
I see the light in my night
And the very dark in my day
I see conversations of silence
And in silent\'s sound play
Watch my road fill
dawn until dusk
No method to madness
each will take their pill.
The smell of the roses
Before they are cut
The feel of my heartbeat
Through ears it will touch
I look for my lost time
Before it is all gone
Remembering the thunder
In days no one belong.....
By Norman