"The Spider Lair"
Well, I'm alone with myself again
And there is no expedient
To satisfy my temperament
or relieve mind to make amends
And I'm too hung up in thought
To devise any type of plot
or join in a melting pot
and tie the conformity knot
So I remain in solidarity
Where there is no one else, but me
To share this sense of self-pity
With the moonlit streets and shadowed trees...in the city
But I swear I am quite aware
So I stay away from the spider lair
and keep on the path, where...I'm going
But
I feel as if I'm in bliss
Though I know I'm going to miss
Everything that could have been
And everyone that should exist...in my life
Like a phone off the hook
I'm still in the telephone book
While distant from the political nook
So I know I can't be a crook
With all this time I should take some pride
In making myself attempt to abide
To set everything aside
But I just stay at home and hide
As I stand in the waiting line
To begin the rest of my life
I realize that I will find...It already begun
Now
I feel as if I'm in despair
Though I know no one is gonna care
Because Nothin could have been
And after all there is no chance to win...it's unfair
