It's who we are

It's where we're going

And it's where we've been





In a little while from now

If i'm not feeling any less sour

I promise myself to treat myself

And visit a nearby tower

And climbing to the top i will throw myself off

In an effort to make it clear to who

What its like when your love shatters

Standing in the lurch in a church

Where people saying: "my god, that's tough

She's stood him up"

No point in us remaining

We might as well go home

As i did on my own

Alone again, naturally



To think that only yesterday

I was cheerful, bright and oh so gay

Looking forward to well wouldn't do

The role i was about to play

But as if to knock me down

My reality came around

And without so much, as a mere touch

Put me into little pieces

Leaving me to doubt

All about god and his mercy

Or if he really does exist







Why did he desert me in my hour of need

I truly am indeed

Alone again, naturally



It seems to me that there are more hearts

Broken in the world that can't be mended

Left unattended

What do we do? do we even care?



It's who we are

It's where we're going

And it's where we've been



Now looking back over the years

And whatever else has occurred

I remember i cried when my father died

Never wishing to hide the tears



And at sixty-five years old

My mother, god rest her soul,

Couldn't understand why the only man

She had ever loved had been taken

Leaving her to start with a heart so badly broken

Despite encouragement from me

No words were ever spoken

And when she passed away

I cried and cried all day

Al