by Matt Jenson

Way, way, way
Way down

Some days I want to share a touch that knows the unfair depth of a
Healed, lonely heart
Other days I wonder why some people in this world just won’t
Play the right part
And yet another day comes when to express what I really feel I must
Scream and cry
Other days I can’t believe some people in this world will force
So many others to die

Way, way, way
Way down

I see a beautiful dancing muse and she’s as fleeting as a
Shooting star
Then I see a gun-shot, terrorist, president, CEO forcing on us a
Never ending war
How many times must we bow to the mentality of profit before
You and me
Share a touch of a muse, a scream and cry, shooting star so that some day we will
All see