Joseph S. Barrera III (joe@barrera.org)
Sat, 14 Nov 1998 10:57:53 -0800

I don't know a soul who's not been battered
I don't have a friend who feels who at ease
I don't know a dream that's not been shattered
or driven to its knees
But it's all right, it's all right
We've lived so well so long
Still, when I think of the road we're traveling on
I wonder what's gone wrong
I can't help it, I wonder what's gone wrong


Guess that dreams always end
They don't rise up, just descend
But I don't care anymore
I've lost the will to want more
I'm not afraid, not at all
I watch them all as they fall
But I remember, when we were young