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Ever Changing Circles


Living in a war zone battered and confused.

Wishin I didn't have to stay always feeling bruised.

You listen from behind your wall of never ending doubt,

Never hearing, never seeing what my pain is all about.

 

I could have changed.

I guess I always knew the ship was sinking,

Suppose I got too tired of thinking,

How to solve the endless puzzle that was us.

 

If you want to solve the problems, listen and forgive.

Step outside your comfort zone and learn really live.

We could wait forever for bad to become good.

We could wait forever to be heard, listened to, and understood.

 

I take a breath, you drive it away.

I knew this would happen someday.

But it’s so hard to say goodbye every time.

You've got to believe that there’s happiness out there to find.

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