everything

sinner or saint.
does repentance bring the new way?
thought does not cleanse or destroy.
peace cannot open doors
windows can not be washed with intention.

i think, that maybe, i would like to experience a diferent way.
i think my time
is wrapped up and saved
in a safe place.
i think i want to remember
i think i want to forget what i've lost
i think i want to dance in the rain
i think i want to sing out of key
and laugh when they look at me strangly.

who knows which way to go?
it seems we are all wanderers in a
strange, old place.

it seems that we have all lost
the reason we left
the first time.
drink time in- savor the wine, enjoy the frangrant taste
and roll the bad jokes around on your tounge.
we are young
time is not lost.
when we are old, time will still pass.

i was sitting one day, and watching the people go by and i noticed that the ones who look down when you smile walk as if the world is heavy.

who do they think they can carry?