
:: Wednesday, November 17, 2004
In Passing
Why do you seek to dim the glow that once shone in my eyes
Why do you repay my truthfulness with evasion, deceit and lies
Why do you not observe the plea that with fairness I be dealt
When for many years you rested safe, when inside my life you dwelt.
When the friendship dawned a new trust was formed, one that served us all these years
I doubt that either one thought it could be more than what it first appeared
A mismatch born in comedy between two people so diverse
One with Life’s Bounty at their feet, one with the beggar’s purse
One who’d been to Hell and back and had memorised the ride
And one who’d touched the coldness but had not been sucked inside
If familiarity breeds contempt then I suppose we’re both to blame
To fool me once is your disgrace, but to fool me twice my shame
If Life is like a Journey and we’re all passengers and crew
Travelling here and helping there, always lessons a lifetime through
And at different stations we meet different folks all travelling as well
Maybe we need their input to keep us on the road away from Hell
The train is pulling out now, moving quickly down the track
But it’s hard to know if it’s going forwards or is it running back
The gaps between the seconds are so infinite in size
When there’s nothing left to make the glow that once shone in my eyes.

Why do you repay my truthfulness with evasion, deceit and lies
Why do you not observe the plea that with fairness I be dealt
When for many years you rested safe, when inside my life you dwelt.
When the friendship dawned a new trust was formed, one that served us all these years
I doubt that either one thought it could be more than what it first appeared
A mismatch born in comedy between two people so diverse
One with Life’s Bounty at their feet, one with the beggar’s purse
One who’d been to Hell and back and had memorised the ride
And one who’d touched the coldness but had not been sucked inside
If familiarity breeds contempt then I suppose we’re both to blame
To fool me once is your disgrace, but to fool me twice my shame
If Life is like a Journey and we’re all passengers and crew
Travelling here and helping there, always lessons a lifetime through
And at different stations we meet different folks all travelling as well
Maybe we need their input to keep us on the road away from Hell
The train is pulling out now, moving quickly down the track
But it’s hard to know if it’s going forwards or is it running back
The gaps between the seconds are so infinite in size
When there’s nothing left to make the glow that once shone in my eyes.



