He waddles through the town like there�s no one there to see him
He could be thirty-five or he could be close to fifty
Do you wonder what its like in his world
She hears the voices clear, so they call her schizophrenic
If she looks to you and says, �Do you think I�m crazy?�
Do you wonder what its like in her world Copyright 2002 David Elon Preston
In his faded purple shirt and red sweat pants
You�ve seen him �round for years, and you�d never want to be him
He hardly rates a passing second glance
His tired eyes only say he�s been around
If you ever tried to ask, he�d stare back at you blankly
He can speak, but he rarely ever makes a sound
Do you wonder what he sees through those eyes
When you look out and see a steady downpour
Does he look out and see a lost sunrise
Through those eyes
�cause she cannot tell what�s real and what�s a lie
Her head is sometimes filled with fear and lonesome panic
You can only guess what passing through her mind
What can you say to help the moment pass?
�We all see things in different shades of hazy.
It�s just that some find living easier to grasp
Easier to grasp�
Do you wonder what she sees through those eyes
When you look out and see a steady downpour
Does she look out and see a lost sunrise
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