A Second Chance
I look around all I see are the people running through me
I was asleep my final rest in thirty years from now I guess
What can I do can I change or am I here to re-arrange
My hand goes through solid matter except the floor where people scatter
I seem to float from here to there do I go home do I dare
What will I find when will I’ll be can I change myself to me
See a face in a windowpane I feel like now I’m going insane
Matter becomes energy and I’m changing into me
Now I’m looking through a window glass and I can feel the changing past
I feel different been misshapen I know the future and what will happen
Now my next step to see someone I love dearly second to none
I’ll know what to do at the dance you see now I have a second chance
Copyright © Greg Stanley | Year Posted 2011
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