Barrel of a Gun
I sit, under stars that will never know my name
Nor will they ever care
I am surrounded by life that will never
Remember my face
As I become lost in this great race.
Overwhelmed by possibilities.
Possibilities, endless, always one
Waking to a world that holds countless dangers
It’s hard to just get through the hours
Without my mood turning sour
At the thought of all of this that I love
Being wiped away at the push of a button
Or the collision of religions
Or the release of pressure from the sun
We are walking a tight line, in the barrel of a gun
Everyone else seems
But I can see it in my dreams,
The dangers, so many,
And one might say,
I’m negative, pessimistic, too nervous today
But its okay, I would like to stay that way.
For I am enlightened, and what you don’t know,
Is my fears have made me grow
To live a long, happy life, under this dangerous sun
I will dance, in the barrel of a gun.