THE CONFUSED

Small steps to the small doors

Big steps to the bigger doors

High hopes to the great stars

Low lives to the dry dirt that lies

Always curved

Never straight

Confused of the mysteries that may awake

Shh now be still and quiet, don't make a sound

I hear it coming down with your tears

Why do you cry

Why are you shivering

I might have understood the fear is kicking in

You do not now me here

But know me there

I understand our time is near