ray sings empty
and i sit and swing forth and back about you
on my little rope

again

it's just the little buzz
it's just the coming home blues
it's just the snow
and being lonely

i check her site and i am almost upset
that there is no new pictures

i feel back
i fall back
i sink into the old unknown.

will i always feel that way?
so empty,
so estranged.

and I will go on a new journey
and fight new battles
and maybe I will win
one of them

and there will be still nothing to hold me
or someone
except my guardian angel
and boy did he do a good job

i am slipping
i am hiding
i am sliding
leaving the blanks unfulfilled
never calling anyone
but occasionally

it will be
just that way
gege