I'm feeling full of feeling; a little grey

a bit of drama on a lovely day

it's a simple thing

no confidence, no understanding, or itentity



you should have been more like the teacher

more like the father

more like the pastor

more like God

more like me



I'm dragging loneliness, I have no use for friends

I don't see myself that heavy

kneel by my bed at night, I feel the family

I have the lights out, I have the darkness I need



my sympathetic eyes look down the sights

I find significance in the target

look deep inside, hopelessness crashing on me

this act of desperation explodes



you should be more like the father

more like the sun

more like a giver

more like a taker

not such a live(r)

more like a teacher

more like a dreamer

more like God

more like me

more like your mother

more like the father

more like the son

more like God

more like the teacher