Center of the Universe

From my center of my universe

Want to scream out some simple words

Some vulgar words,

Some pretty words,

Something that might be heard…

And understood.

There’s a dead end road I exist upon

Snowy fields, fallen pines and oaks,

A couple old wheels with broken spokes

Reminding me of travelling

Without a place to go.

And I just scream out loud

Cuz there’s no words left in my mouth.

And I just cry at night

Without tears because they all have dried.

And the wicked wind cuts to my bone

And reminds me that I’m still alone

Despite the smiles and eyes and hands

Of this world of man.

I’ve lost my rhyme.

I’ve lost the tune to this stupid song.

It’ll sound so beautiful when I’m done

Or when I’m gone

Or someday soon when it becomes

Something more than a scream.

And I’ve lost my way.

Though there’s been but one icy road.

I haven’t slipped in all this time

Nor turned back to look at life passing by

But still I’ve lost my own way.

And I just scream out loud

Cuz there’s no words left in my mouth.

And I just sleep through the night.

Like a wretch who hasn’t got any fight

Left in his blood

Whose all but done.

What a fucking sham

Is this world of man.

And there’s a rage that builds in me

Until I scream and say some nasty things

To try and change the world with pity

Or maybe with compassion.

But I don’t feel the rage the way my words do say.

I’ve got no place to feel it.

No tears to cry, no fists to swing

No breath or voice to keep on singing

About love, love, love.

About love, love, love.

Back when I had lungs to sing

I was king.

Back when I had a brain

I had words to say.

I made epic things like this,

This thing that’s but the wind.

This thing that is a tombstone

To a feeling that comes and goes

Back and forth down this road.

And it just goes on and on

Like me.

It wanders and it returns to burning fires

And crystal tears.

Poignant thoughts and universal fears

That make me a man of this world.

That make me a man of this world.

And I’ve come so far…..

So far upon the thought that love will bring me peace

While I walk upon this lonely road.

But I see I got it wrong in thinking

Giving love was the key, it’s getting love

That sets you free. And I’ve been running

Through the cells singing come with me.

But where is the one to open my cell for me?

Where is the one to open my cell for me?

And I scream out loud…

Hoping that someone will hear my shouts

And when they come they stand outside the bars

And tell me things about just how far

They’ve gone with me….but they do not have the key

Because I just realized…..

That I never heard the cries of the ones I freed.

And that’s what everybody needs.

Yes that’s what everybody needs.

Someone who hears the shout when there’s nothing there.

And when I’m silent I find there’s no one anywhere.

So I can’t cry at night.

Not for this epic life

Which is my own and that pieces link to others

When I wrap myself inside my covers

And try to dream of fantasies

Where someone comes and sets me free

Knowing that it was what I needed

Without ever hearing me beg and plead.

From the center of my universe

Just want to hear some simple words

Some vulgar words

Some pretty words

Some made-up words from pretty eyes

That hold the keys to let me free

And do.

These bars are holding me in…

I’m dead already, but I could still live

Is there anyone to set me free from this?

Is there anyone that can

In this world of man.