Bent Words

Bent Words

November 01, 2007

You�ll think of it then
Off in the distance
Not knowing quite how or when
And if it ever began
Then how could it end?

You�ll see me out there
Rolled through the fog
Not knowing quite where
Or if we even started
Out of thin air

You�ll wonder awhile
When you�re alone
Not knowing quite how to smile
And if you ever have
Quite like I will

You�ll feel it soon
Digging deeper
Not knowing which path to choose
And if it ever began
Before it was through

You�ll think of it then
Age tumbles ashore
Not knowing quite how or when
Or if you�ve ever wanted more
Than the bitter sweet end

Written at 8:11 p.m.