Drifting to Another Shore
As I'm drifting through the streets of a town that I call home.
It becomes an empty stage which reveals that I'm alone.
Maybe the times have changed and I've wandered out of place.
It's been so long since I've encountered a familiar face.
Getting older I feel I need more sun in my life.
I'm falling out of love with my home under grey skies.
The currents pulling me once again back to the sea.
All these years of never knowing just where I should be.
It seems the easy life was only filled with pain in disguise.
Torn between two different lives too afraid to move until I decide.
The thought of ever leaving.... Too painful to conceive.
The only chance for healing.... Take the chance and leave.
The standing monuments that wear the passing years.
Reminds me of the anxious past that lingers here.
Over and over I watch the same play again and again.
I must write this ending, before I can begin.
Empty winter sick with a bound around my head.
The tapestry dissolves with one pull of the thread.
I feel I'm changing and I can't take any more.
I'm drifting down to the edge of another shore.
The thought of ever leaving.... Too painful to conceive.
The only chance for healing.... Take the chance and leave.
I guess I must be leaving.... A weight that's tied to me.
It's time to start the healing.... When there's nothing to believe.