Leaf in the wind...

Come to think about it...

seems like a dream has gotten over

and another has begun,

before the catchers on the run

Trying hard to figure out

how it was with and with out,

these people and these places

these times and these faces...

What are prisons for?

afterall,

everyone is free

just seperated by walls

we live as you and me.

Come to think about it

I may have been wrong

about the things

that I thought were dreams....

and although its been so long

here I am,

with a brand new song...

In my mind I shed

like a leaf in the wind,

a little less blind,

- a new cocoon,

waiting for new things to spin...