I sit here listening
I ponder the greater meaning of the sounds of life
I wrestle with it all in my mind
I just feel like staying home
I just want some extra spare time
I want to be all I can to all that care
I am only one person in the end and in the end I will be dead
Resting with all the spare time in my dead and decaying head
I sit here watching
I see the shapes in the clouds
I can see the struggle the earth has upon the land
I know that in the end nothing will be left
I stand here again on the edge
Looking upon the abyss that is my heart
Seeing all the warmth it has with people in and about me
Know that I am not alone
I can see all the pictures of success
I can see all the burnt edges of disaster
I can see that my home that I have built is carried within me
I know that in the end I am not scared
So I sit, ponder, and know