John T. Wurzer - Slightly Closer

I don't think of you that often, you're rarely on my mind
I struggle every day and night, I'm working myself blind
The office is an ocean, that I'm trying hard to cross
With hurricane force winds in play, my stomach starts to toss
I'm stubborn and persistent; yes it's my way or the road
I can barely keep from crying, but most say I'm rather cold
And it's day on day, the same old way, there ain't ever nothin' new
But still somehow I'm feeling a little bit closer to you

For years I stood there stranded, my feet in concrete mud
A cigarette in one hand, strange things flowing in my blood
Bouncing off the ceilings almost everywhere I went
Friends would whisper to themselves, He's a walking accident
But somewhere in the darkness, something broke the chains
Thinned the sticky nightmare, unclogged this frozen brain
When I see friends I had back then, they ask me how I do
It must be obvious I'm feeling a little bit closer to you

No I'm not moving anywhere and this plane just hit the ground
The silence is so loud in here; I can make out every sound.
My eyes are dark and yours are closed; and the words we use are few
Parting ways, in a daze, feeling a little bit closer to you

I spent black nights on the back roads of a memory made of stone
Thunder crashing, lightening flashing, soaked right to the bone
Standing up and falling down, a thousand times a year
A big black eye, an alibi, and a throat too tired to hear
The air a humid sandlewood array of sounds and smells
With whipping wind that pelts my eyes like a riptide hits the shells
A fortress of emotions; never happy, tense or blue
Always wishing I was feeling a little bit closer to you

I don't know where you've wandered or where you go to sleep
But sometimes I get to thinking that we're bound to go down deep
One more time in perfect rhyme, like a fireworks display
Ill at ease, up off our knees, possibilities in play
I'm cautious now and older, you're probably the same
If we met just once for coffee, would we start another game
That you and I can ever win, but tears our hearts in two
A resurrected feeling, a little bit closer to you

No I'm not moving anywhere and this plane just hit the ground.
The silence is so loud in here; I can make out every sound
My eyes are dark and yours are closed and the words we use are few
Parting ways, in a daze, feeling a little bit closer to you

From the eastern shore of Baltimore to the plains of Illinois
Chicago, New Orleans and Euless, Texas like a toy
I keep a spare heart with me in the pocket of my pants
Just in case the moon turns blue, pigs fly, and we have a chance
This emptiness inside me didn't kill my will to dream
I live and love another, watch her eyes light up and scream
And I cannot taste your memory so I guess that means we're through
But still somehow I'm feeling, a little bit closer to you

Written by:
John Wurzer

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