Lost myself inside my head
Searching for a place somewhere I can call a bed
Think I've been here once before
But I lost myself then I'm sure
Picking up pebbles by a stream
All of them dreams of what I could have been
Packing them in cases to send to the moon
Now I've only nightmares preaching impending doom
Touring a forest of cardboard trees
Each one taunting me of past iniquities
Messages scrawled to tell me how to live
Oh God! How can I tell myself 'forgive'?
Wish I could find just where I am
One day I'll escape from here to another land
But first I've got to unearth this hidden sign
So that one day I can take over someone else's mind
Written in the late 1980's. This one is about cycles of self doubt (in
this and other lives?) , the fear of unfulfilled dreams, the limiting
effects of past events and the search for stability and contentment. Do I
want to escape from myself or the situation I'm in or both? And whose
mind is it that I need to take over? I don't know.....I know I should
forgive..myself...others? But how?
