Said and Gone

Where are we going?

My powers of observation are facing a black out.

My half-flung wonder, love, is so easily said and gone.

Things are closer than they appear,

though my optimismís gone straight to hell.

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I donít feel any younger, but it feels right.

Doomed to the fringe from the get go.

My half-flung wonder, love, is so easily said and gone.

I donít feel any younger, but it feels right.

Iím still coughing up the words to say.

One by one, theyíll come causeí it feels right.

Christopher Hoffee ©2003 ASCAP