don't know why, but i have some spare time
got some more thoughts that i need to disperse
and then it occurred i just filled up a verse
keeping ideas and the lyrics flowing
the where could it be that i'm possibly going?
not here exactly, but while i run through
i guess i could touch on a topic or two
what do i feel to discuss here and now?
there are too many thoughts for just one to allow
how 'bout the snow that keeps falling outside?
i'll walk to the curtains and open them wide
now i can see that the snowstorm is dying
it won't even last, so why bother trying?
the snow will be gone, so should it matter?
the next day all this could be meaningless chatter
i'll float on to something with more present tense
a gallon of gas has jumped twenty more cents
surprises me how things could just go to far
but what say do i have? i ain't got a car
just last week something had filled me with anger
no room on the paer...talk 'bout it later
i guess i should write in a positive way
think of how someone could read this someday
out of ideas and i don't understand
just how i got here from where i began
stopped drifting around with simple thoughts stewing
i guess now i'll go back to what i was doing.
-Doug Chartier
~ from my old Colorado high school's magazine~