Dull inside
The trees looked chocolate against the marshmallow snow
My eyes were downcast my mood was low
It seemed I was in a game of whack a mole
clobbered whenever I popped out of a hole.
The snow was hard packed, the sky was dark blue
I felt old despair though it all seemed new
Strong sun in the sky, cool air in my face
But memories followed like a dog on the chase.
(chorus)
Dark blue light, shine through the seam
Between the man I am and the man I've been
Live day by day, step by step
Harsh to remember, but mustn't forget
I took the side trail to Wilson Park
A sycamore tree stood with spotted bark
Its massive twisting arms were bare
It almost glowed against the air.
Above soared a lost sea gull
Outside was sharp, inside I was dull
My past hung on like an undead corpse
Couldn't tell it to leave, tell it to divorce.
Can't find a resounding excuse, just pieces
Can't explain to my nephews and nieces
Can't drag a reputation out of the mire
And burn it in a purifying fire.
Does it matter where I was framed?
Scavengers divebombing on the shamed?
Some lies were told, but facts remained
Much damage done, much honor stained
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