John T. Wurzer - A Place To Stay

He always longed to be a black man, and she would always stumble through the town
He found it hard to understand her, always living in a world so upside down
On the surface, he would laugh a lot whenever there was something to be felt
But on the bottom of his ocean lay a thousand different bruises he'd been dealt

Too many fears, too many beers
Too many bars, she's seeing stars
Too many nights filled up with lust
Too many things he doesn't trust
Too many days spent waking up
She slips and falls on a coffee cup
He used to cater to her whims
But now he fumbles with her limbs and hides away
He could be climbing corporate ladders, but he's found a place to stay

She always longed to be a critic, and he could never find himself at night
She filled a book with bright impressions, while he stared through walls and almost lost his sight
On the surface, she would laugh a lot when promises were made of better things
But on the bottom of her ocean, empty promises lay rusting with her rings

If there's a moral to this story, Then it has yet to reach the surface of my mind
Perhaps we live too many secrets, While we're running fast and falling far behind
I'll never know what makes the air so hard to breathe or why the water leaves a stain
It's all this endless fascination that inspires, corrupts, and causes me such pain

Written by:
John Wurzer

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