Momentum

Down the old staircase...I'm walking out the door. I feel lost here

tonight, everything has changed since that summer before. Stumbling

forward...I'm glancing back. There's no one in the window begging me

to come back. The streetlights are burning. But I'm not yet ready for

this day to be done. Cause I always come up short. I'm always lusting

for something more. And so I push right into the night harder and

harder until my heart beats just right. Across downtown and over the

tracks. Exhaustion finally taking hold...down to the place I love

where nobody knows. Old photographs much too late at night. I Dream of

times I wish I could leave behind. And I always Wake up ugly and

dissatisfied. I've gotta change my mind. I've gotta change my life:get

down to the root of the problem:cure my misdirection:cause all the

laughs die at closing time and I lie awake wondering why I'm an all or

nothing kid and why I've been feeling like nothing all of the time.

Where do I go? Am I on my own?