TALKING TO THE WIND
Talking to the wind like it had something to say
Like a great big speech on the tube that everybody listened to
Today
Mesmerized by what I heard I wanted to take a walk
Around the entire world like I had no obstacles
In my way
Down past the store where I bought some cigarettes
A man was preaching Jesus to a crowd that looked on
And I took a place in the back
Hoping no one knew my face
I heard him talk of love and of the golden rule
Something I learned in Sunday school when I was
So young
I started to think of how I spent my life since I was ten
A cold realization fell over me just like
A gun
I didn't know what I should really do
So I said a prayer to something that I didn't understand
And I turned away to walk
Down the street and start my journey
Come down from the spyres
Stop talking to the gargoyles
They don't listen anyway
Be there and be willing
To give the strength in your hand
However small it may be
How may roads?
Place one foot in front of the other
And wonder just which way to go
How many roads?
Taking only one step at a time
Keeping my eyes on the signs
How many roads?
I ignored the wind and I looked to the sun
Standing like a sentinel in between all
The blue sky
Then I lit my smoke and I turned down the street
Feeling something like a brand new born peace
In my eye
