19 March 2012

The Wild Eyed Boy


The wild eyed boy

Of yesteryear

Hasn’t gone far

He’s still here

Just waiting


All alone

He sings his song

But you’re unable

To sing along

You forgot the words

It’s been too long


1 comment:

  1. It sounds like blood pumping, a sound you hear in the inner year, it vibrates in the rhythm of the heart in the asphalt, it brings realization of exciting change with the lyrical melancholy only the loner verse can provide