You look alive today but
Are you going down the wrong road?
Though the views are electric
But the taste is bittersweet
When you’ve seen the sunrise
How could you ever prefer the night?
The silence calms the storms
But the air is full of fear
Heaven seeps through the curtains
There’s hope in these four walls
One day I’ll walk in freedom
There’s hope for this poor fool
(c) Dave Bish, November 16th 2004