I'm not here
I'm not in the stream of light
I'm caught up in fear
I am tied down
Back in that street back, way back
Before I stood to stare

I'm not there
I'm not winning any award
I'm not able to care
I am strapped down
Up in with those bars, way up in that barn
Before I cried to shadows

I'm not here
I'm enclosed by my tears, and my doubts
I'm not around when it counts
Like a missile waiting to explode
I am deep within the mines
Of the rich and the poor
I am not around when you need me
I am back, trapped in fear
In Terror
That I will be strung up by those lights
In that barn

Only this time
The lights won't
Loosen and I
Won't
Fall
to my life
I will stay strung there
As the morning lights washes over my limp body