Clearly Cloudy

I want in and I want out. Find out what it's all about. Change the shade of what I doubt. Go quietly, try not to shout. All the paths we took too far. Chasing that falling shining star. While waiting at that lonsome bar. Just to circumvent who they think we are. We get shook down to our very core. Left to drift too far away from shore. Beyond a hope for someone to restore. And too fogged in to see what for. When the street lights start to tell the tale. And cast darkness on your homeward trail. That reduces the uses that went on sale. It's not a wonder things begin to fail. And if they do or don't may just depend. On where and when we reach the end. As the doctors do their best to mend. All the broken messages we send.