I am an ugly looking big creature. An out-of-the-box-wisdom preacher. Usually Kool and unusually weird. Full of 'spirit' and never tired.

Friday, December 10, 2004

TRY AGAIN

Standing still in the fast lane
I get no reasons to explain.
I see people running free
And my shadow running away from me.
The clock is ticking away
But I have no wish to pray.
The road ahead seems narrow
And I see no sign of tomorrow.
I feel lonely and cold
My face seems ugly and old.

But I try, I try, I try again
Try helplessly to ease the pain.
I rise, I fall, but try again.
Try helplessly, I try in vain.

Standing still in the riverside
My sorrows overflowing, no space to hide.
I see the water running free
And accept notions I disagree.
I do things I should not do
As if I am struck by a black voodoo.
The night seems darker and unnatural
I find no sign of revival.
I remember I was once bold
But now I am blindfold.


But I try, I try, I try again
Try helplessly to ease the pain.
I rise, I fall, but try again.
Try helplessly, I try in vain.

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