things I have been thinking about
Nothing there
Out here, sometimes, the stranger plays his song;
there he howls for fun,
across the dark wind,
in only sound.
Don't look past.
We try to be this or that,
but you have to hide that real self.
You are in love with just my shadow,
and the danger that you know is wrong.
I can't tell you what I think when I'm alone,
I can't help you find me,
but you have to stop,
that looking back,
at nothing there.
There aint nothing there.
there he howls for fun,
across the dark wind,
in only sound.
Don't look past.
We try to be this or that,
but you have to hide that real self.
You are in love with just my shadow,
and the danger that you know is wrong.
I can't tell you what I think when I'm alone,
I can't help you find me,
but you have to stop,
that looking back,
at nothing there.
There aint nothing there.
