I’M STILL HERE

Though I am here today to play for you
I am not so sure this one’s for you
Could be just for me to prove to you that I’m still here

Here between dusk and dawn, between what’s here and gone
Between the right and wrong, we’ll find our way
If I can sometimes feel that what is dead still is real
Without it killing me, let’s make a deal
Another love letter, another fine mess
How I get out of this, it’s anyone’s guess
Wouldn’t call it failure, wouldn’t call it success
It’s just I’m still here!

Everyone knew her there, beauty without a care
Many would stop and stare, perfection is rare
Perfume and ladies wear, showcased while I stood there
Clearly beyond compare, she’s going somewhere
So was I just another big fan?
With everything going according to plan?
Does it matter now how it began if I’m still here?

If I could turn a rhyme, would it be worth the time?
If we could bring it back, would she? Would I?
I’ve got a box called “me” inside a box that mocks me
I’ve got some locks but no key, they lock away me
I’ve got oodles of doodles, they’re all nonsense to me
I’ve got oceans of emotions, they’re drowning me
I’ve got hours of doubters, all tormenting me
But I’m still here!

Give all you have to give, but what if the lives we live
Are little more than relived from others before?
With the same doubts we have, with the same hopes we have
With the same broken dreams as those that haunt me?
Another love letter, another fine mess
How I get out of this, it’s anyone’s guess
Wouldn’t call it failure, wouldn’t call it success
It’s just I’m still here
So this one’s for me

A Song Can Tell A Story

When words leave off, music begins.

I’M STILL HERE