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No Escape For Me

I thought I was sitting on a fence
Not knowing what to do
Keeping my heart in suspense

Then I thought maybe I wasn't
Could it be that's what I was
A thinker who wants but doesn't

It's not a matter of how but what
But that's exactly what I want
To imagine something that I'm not

It's not too late to paint the fence
I can't reinvent but change the form
My limits are stretched by confidence

I'm not concerned by anyone's faults
Except maybe governments and religion
Prophets and politicians who are false

I haven't changed my view in a while
I see the sun and birds on my porch
But not far away sadness tries to smile

I don't know who it was who built the fence
Which side was it that they believed in
I think feeling safe is all that makes sense

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