A little man
Skipping down the road listening to my walkman with not a care in the world
Oblivious to what was unfolding around me
Seemingly impervious to danger
How did that become...
A mere mortal
I wish I could be innocent again
I wish I could skip and sing again
I wish I could be free as a bird again
I wish I wish I wish...
But there's no three wishes
Instead the days disappear into the rear-view mirror
Reflections of time
Never to be captured again
Memories that seem almost like dreams
Figments of imaginations
And now feelings have me trapped in my own mind
Unable to switch off
Unable to be free
Bombarded by thoughts & fears
Shaped and molded by experiences
Exposed to the worlds ill's
Knowledge is power
But its scary
Its really scary
Its scary growing up & losing your innocence
Its scary knowing that life isn't fair
Its scary knowing that death is always close
Its scary knowing that you are not in control of the universe
We still we smile
We still laugh
We still love
We still have hope
We are still we are optimistic
We still believe that the universe is bigger than we can imagine...
And we still believe that there are more good times ahead along the road...
I still sometimes wish I was a kid again skipping down the road with those headphones...
PEACE LOVE & PEOPLE POWER