I go Back to...
I Go Back to November 1992
I see a glimpse of light as I fight for a way out
I had been living so long in darkness
Finally
I am released and I enter a white room.
My eyes are barely open
And a single thought swirls in my mind
Who am I?
A stream
of questions flow freely beneath my skull
And I want to escape this shallow water
But the tall dams prevent me
I look up and wonder
Who is he?
This blue man. Not much expression in his face
All he shows are his eyes,
and beads of sweat beneath them glisten
and disappear into the...
I see a glimpse of light as I fight for a way out
I had been living so long in darkness
Finally
I am released and I enter a white room.
My eyes are barely open
And a single thought swirls in my mind
Who am I?
A stream
of questions flow freely beneath my skull
And I want to escape this shallow water
But the tall dams prevent me
I look up and wonder
Who is he?
This blue man. Not much expression in his face
All he shows are his eyes,
and beads of sweat beneath them glisten
and disappear into the...