THERE'S ONLY A HANDFUL OF FORMS...
There�s only a handful of forms
In the moonlight kept all in tether
The people laugh and they shake their heads
They ask me about the weather
There�s only a handful of forms
In the darkness below and above
The people laugh and they shake their heads
They tell me the answer is love
There�s only a handful of forms
On the faces of the strangers
The people laugh and they shake their heads
They tell me there�s no danger
Science says it and religion says it
My mother says it and my father says it
Is there a human voice to withstand the
despair of disknowledge
They tell me �go to college.�
There�s only a handful of forms
On the darker side of the moon
I tell them they�re all strangers
And they tell me I�m a loon
There�s only a handful of forms
On the faces of the strangers
The people laugh and they shake their heads
They tell me there�s no danger
But people laugh and people cry
People grow and people die
People grow weary and people get wed
Some of us don�t want to be dead!
A voice calls out from the shadows
It tells me there�s a door�
And if I ever cross it
I won�t be here any more
Wisdom says its nothing
Or nothing to explore
Weakness fills the recess
With some dark allure
Time will tell me
There�s a price to cross the shadows
And many beastly sorrows
I�ve got nothing to regret
Though there�s much to endure
It�s a race cross the shadows
No man could have asked you
Beginning and end are darkly secured
With a name to be gathered
And roses gathered
Who�s to be had in this silly old world?
-- Dec. 2004/January 2005
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