Stories I Tell

Don't 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

Now what is a blessing and what is a dream

Caught between portraits and none's what it seems

Why is it some would expect there's a change

When I feel I'm a part of something I can't see

And I feel the same

Don't ask me questions or I will retreat

Fame is a cancer and ego it's seed

And I wasn't looking for heaven or hell

Just someone to listen to stories I tell

Do we ever wonder?

And do you ever care

Stories I tell, stories I tell

Stories I tell

Subtle salvation in poems and probes

Hiding our heads in a shadow of home

And I wasn't looking for wreaths or for bells

Just someone to listen to stories I tell

Stories I tell, stories I tell

Stories

Stories I tell, stories I tell

Stories I tell, stories I tell