Feeling tired
On the verge
The pain of desire
Each passing urge
Feeling lost
Can’t find my ground
Who are you
Where are we now
Where are we now
What are we headed for
Where are we now
This always seems like before
Feeling hurt
On hollow grounds
What you deserve
Can never be found
Where are we
Where are we now
What are we headed for
Where are we now
This always seems like before
Where are we now
Are we lost in the storm
Where are we now
Can’t say we haven’t been warned
©6/12/15 Bruce Clifford
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