"stories i tell"
-toadthewetsprocket.

dont give me answers for i would refuse.
"yes" is a word for which i have no use.
and i wasn't looking for heaven or hell
just someone to listen to stories i tell.

no what is a blessing and what is a dream?
caught between portraits and none's what it seems
and why is it people expect theres a change?
i feel the same

now don't ask me questions or i will retreat
fame is a cancer and ego it's seed
now i wasn't looking for heaven or hell
just someone to listen to stories i tell

do we ever wonder?
and did you ever care . . . .

subtle salvation in poems we know
hiding our heads in a shadow of home
no i wasn't looking for wreaths or for bells
just someone to listen to stories i tell
stories i tell . . .