Twenty-Five

I was out of my head for some time that’s gone past
But the person I was has arrived home at last
Turn back the page and the clock and this time
Balancing thin on the finest of lines
Yet how could it be that I’ve turned out this stray
If you know that I’m lost well then show me the way
For this place where I am now is part of my past
The present is lost and the future won’t last

Down from the clouds
And the fields full of green
The spiraling hills and the mountains and the trees
Sitting alone with the island myself
I christen the bottle a cry just for help

So please, please let me in
I’m afraid and it’s wearing me thin
For my time here has been once and gone
Now it’s time to move on

I was out of my head for some time that’s gone past
But the person I was has arrived home at last
He looks just the same though his heart has grown cold
His mind has stayed young but his body’s grown old
Yet how could it be that he’s turned out this stray
If you know that he’s lost well then show him the way
For this place where he is now is part of my past
The present is lost and the future won’t last

Down from the clouds
And the fields full of green
The spiraling sands and the oceans and the streams
Sitting alone with the island myself
I christen the bottle a cry just for help

So please, please let me in
I’m afraid and it’s wearing me thin
For my time here has been once and gone
Now it’s time to move on
For my time here has been once and gone
Now it’s time to move on

Words: Kaslauskas

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