Premonition

Trying to find myself.
Searching for a home for feelings.. that just don't fit with life.
Turning past the rail tha tleads down the spiral stairway.
Dancing a game between love and hope and fear.
The harder you try the more you fail.
The more you win the more you die every minute,
crying in the darkness, shiver huddled in the cold.
hate.
hate that empty solitude.
shining flash upon an ocean made of glass.
you just can't win 'em all
dozen names for smokey silence, spinning on the turntable,
and the jukebox calls my number out.
flying.