blah blah black sheep

Somewhere down the line
I shall be able to see
That the world I live in
Is make believe

As the light moments fade out
And as the dark ones begin to enter
I am nothing but a pale imitation
That is beginning to render

Somewhere between the bliss and the pain
There is an orgy of human condition
Laughing and mocking at itself
In an endless loop

I shall continue to change
I can only continue to change
But the sad notice the morning paper shall bring
Is that all remains the same

There is no escape
There is no relief
From the tormentor
That lives with me

Every time I sit back
And bring out my typewriter
It looks at me mockingly
And catches me alone

The jobs that we are given
The jobs that we take
The jobs that we finish, and
The jobs that we fail

Are all doing nothing
But simply building
A quiet sullen downfall
Of the most useless organ that lives in me

wings

Darling give me your wings
Give me flight
You can't understand

Dawn and rise
Engulfing me with dew-laden bliss
Chill in the breeze
I can reach out but I can't explain
Walking down
I feel like a heavy troll
Times like this
I feel like I've been deprived


Darling give me your wings
Give me flight
you can't understand
I am the nothing man


You're the bird
You have flight, you can kiss the sky
Claws too free, to play around with the morning glee
Gliding down
From the top of the world
Feeling light, yet being able to rule us all
Flight in bones
Flight in flesh and flight in fall
You get high even when taking a fall


Darling give me your wings
Give me eyes that will make me see
The world around you is all just make believe
Darling give me your wings
Give me flight
You won't understand
I am the nothing man


-- based on a tune called Nothing Man by the great Bruce Springsteen. I have essentially used the same tune, and structure to put my own lyrics in.