Lyrical Musings an emotional journey via train of thought

Conversing With Me

December 25th, 2003

I know I haven’t written much of anything as of late, and I’m sorry self. You see the inspiration just won’t come. The words aren’t rushing out to greet the bitter cold air of winter. The paper yellows beneath the inkless pen; neither know if I’ll ever return. The lyrics don’t move me like they used to but the tears are still waiting to fall. They mock me, I know, but what else can I do? ..Yes, all I wanted is one good picture. A picture, a picture, a picture’s worth a thousand words you know. I’ll bet you did, didn’t you? That’s enough now.