fork in the road

john petitt ©1999

(for joe)

watching all the worry

gone by

just like a candle

that cries

slow rolling tears

so i must think

everyone lives, everyone laughs, everyone cries

everyone loves, everyone leaves

and i wonder why

gather all my hopes

and my dreams

only a fool can

believe

that you can want in

a sea of needs

everyone lives, everyone laughs, everyone cries

everyone loves, everyone leaves

and i wonder why

standing at the fork in the road

there’s a knife at my back

and this silver spoon has faded black

but here i am

solo

standing at the fork in the road

there’s a knife at my back

and this silver spoon has faded black

but here i am

losing all my senses

no i

just have to look in

her eyes

gives me a reason

so i must think

everyone lives, everyone laughs, everyone cries

everyone loves, everyone leaves

and i wonder why

standing at the fork in the road

there’s a knife at my back

and this silver spoon has faded black