Looking At You

31 October, 1975

Walking along a street past a window pane.
Looking into depths and darkness
With your mind in cane,
Trying to move it through your head,
Feeling just like a slab of lead.

Looking at you.

Girl in sunlight glittering at you,
Emotions just running straight on through,
Yet so lonely and so far,
Make it straight to a bar.

Looking at you.

Am I one or am I none,
Knowing that I’m fan to gone,
Childish thoughts or emotions deep,
All I want to do is weep.

Looking at you.

Always lying, think of dying,
World around never sighing,
Perhaps one day I really will,
When I’m sent my psycho bill.

Looking at you.