Where's Gone All his Plans

Even an eternal optimist has pessimism visit now and again...

 

Lonely in a crowd of one

Lonely in a crowd of one

Lonely in a crowd of one

Where is all the fun?

Lonely is the heart of man

Lonely is the heart of man

Lonely is the heart of man

Where's gone all his plans?

I Never felt good about me

Reasons are plain to see

Knockin' hard to beat the band

Yet lonely is the heart of man

Once he had a string of dreams

Wonderful n' beautiful it seems

Now he reaches with outstretched hands

Never to feel the grasp of those plans

His heart was made move his blood

And not to feed the soul a flood

Still never having felt that touch

For what he had desired so much

Some lives are meant to only bleed

Never will they find what they need

The corks been pulled from the drain

Down now spinnin' goes all of his pain

Still a searchin' for dreams soft hand

Still a hopin' for that one special plan

Of a dream that finally will come true

As now it's all that's left he can do

Never gonna to give up hope

While even at the end of his rope

That hand is special in so many ways

He'll be reachin' for it the rest of his days

Lonely in a crowd of one

Lonely is the heart of man

Lonely in a crowd of one

Lonely is the heart of man

Lonely in a crowd of one

Lonely is the heart of man

Lonely in a crowd of one

Where's gone all his plans?

-jl

Author's Note

Remember: "Art is whatever one may consider, and the beholder, be damned." -jl

Reviews

[la Abeja]

Beautiful.
We write what we feel. Not to entertain others.
I did like this one though. The rhythm, flow, everything.
I look forward to reading more