page me
leave a message at the sound of the beep
maybe i'll get back to you
maybe i'll get back the mood
maybe i'll slow down with time and forget
forget that the long grind has worn away my edge
maybe i'll learn to read the lines
etched out in my face by father time
maybe i'll sit by the riverside
and skip rocks across
following the ripples as my thought's get lost
occasionally peering in at the reflection of me
soulfully searching for my story
in newspaper clippings of long faded memories
lately my days been punctuated by pauses between thought's
and an occasional hacking cough
strangers posing as close kin
knock at my door just to buzz vinegar kisses in my ear
trying to pay back I.O.U's by ripping away tranquility
i'm ill you see
this sickness in me drains my life
yet i've got a full bill of health
and a pot of gold in the form of love's tears
one for every year that's passed through the madness
so why are my feelings nagging?
could be cause i found my heart but not my beat
guess i hurt cause i'm not all purpose
and often ask if life is worth it
even though i know it is