there are things inside my head I can’t express
turbulent and angry none the less
and the people who surround me continually astound me
they grumble and they groan
haven’t we got troubles of our own?
there are people who I meet but cannot touch
our mutual discomfort is too much
and the sadness of it all seems to underline my fall
I think I should be home - haven’t I got troubles of my own?
and love is such an undefined emotion - though it fills my mind
I hear its constant tone, rising to a drone
hovering and floating round my home
there are things we said I still don’t understand
arguments that shifted and dissolved in our hands
and in the end I think we could have saved it if we’d wanted to
by then the bird had flown
it seems we both had troubles of our own
there are ways in which I never will be whole
limitations built into my soul
and the people who surround me hurt themselves as much as me
listen to them moan, we’d rather be alone
haven’t we got troubles of our own?
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