I'm Partly Obsessed By Aging

I Walk Into This Room All Eyes On Me Now But I Do Not Know The People Inside Look Straight Through Me These Eyes Seeking More Wisdom Than I Have To Give Away

I Guess, And It May Be A Flaw, That I Think About Rhythm More [than Anything Else]. I'm Always Wanting To Find Something Unusual. I've Started To Try And Write More Traditionally, But For Whatever Reason, I Tend Toward Trying To Find Something That Sounds More Like A Pattern To Me.

People In Every Direction No Words Exchanged No Time To Exchange And All The Little Ants Are Marching Red And Black Antennas Waving They All Do It The Same We All Do It The Same Way

The Idea Of God As A Fatherly Figure Who Looks Down On Us And Worries About How We're Doing Or Takes Sides When We Have Fights - It's More Irritating Than Santa Claus. The World And The Universe Are Far More Wonderful If There's Not A Puppet Master.

I Don't Understand At Best, I Cannot Speak For All The Rest. But You May Find A Lifetime's Passed You By. Every Dog Has Its Day, Every Day Has Its Way Of Being Forgotten.