Someone Like Me
I let my dreams take flight;
I asked my mirror reflection:
“How do I know you’re a lie?”
My reflection looked back at me,
And didn’t say anything.
Then I sank into silence
And my ears started to ring.
My point doesn’t need making;
It wouldn’t make any sense.
For every time I’m challenged
I choose to make amends.
They say that time goes fast-flying
I know it moves on just right,
I fell out of the day - I fell into the night;
My self-sufficient humor,
My pride-ignoring shame,
It was me who started the rumor,
It was me who gave a name
To an undefinable something
That didn’t have any style:
I painted a face,
And on the face, a smile.
I gave it a heart that was beating,
I poured lifeblood into the veins;
And then I found the heart bleeding
As it was bound in chains.
I cried out: “I didn’t do it”,
I was prepared to run.
I couldn’t bear seeing the treasure
I had wasted on pointless fun.
I think I turned to the window
Drew the curtain aside, looked outside.
Mocking birds were singing
And clouds were floating by.
I said, “Well I wanna get higher”.
Someone asked me: “How far will you go?”
At that point I kinda startled,
But said: “Anywhere… I don’t know”.
As the voice went on speaking,
My palms started to sweat.
It asked me: “Why are you seeking
Life in the world of dead?”
My heart sank, and before I could answer
Things took a peculiar turn.
I could hear singing and laughter,
I heard somebody moan.
I listened, and then there was nothing.
There was no time and no space.
I said, “Gotta get to the station
And catch the wandering train.”
Then I heard a chain-dog howling
And a child cry in the dark.
When the child started laughing
The dog began to bark.
Then I heard the footsteps of a stranger
As he passed by an old maple tree.
If he’s on his way to the station,
Guess he must be someone like me.
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