Welcome To Where You Are
January 1977
I'd like to welcome you to where you are
Needless to say
the door is always ajar
I'd like to tell
you where I am today
I'll say it before
it slips away
I'm something else
besides that person over there
I'm something else
besides the face I wear
I am the empty
hallways
Filled with empty
sound
I am the lonely
seeker
A case of lost,
not found
But there amidst
the bitterness
There is a word
that sings of you
There is a word
that sings of me
That word is "we"
We are the ones
who gain and lose
We fight the
battles, get the blues
We are the stones
of all foundations
We are the lost
generations
We are appointed
by some knowing force
To occupy the
chairs held now by ghosts
Others will follow
when their time has come
It's all the same
for everyone
We vainly try to
gain the source
Wasted is the
kindness of the host
While our groping
minds soon are numbed
By sight of what
we have become
We're something
else besides "those people over there"
We're something
else besides the labels that we bear
We are the empty
churches
Filled with empty
prayer
We are our
mother's sons
Choking in despair
We stand alone
amidst our burned out lives
And you don't seem
to care
That we once
cared.
We are the ones
who gain and lose
We fight the
battles, get the blues
We are the stones
of all foundations
We are the lost
generations
And you don't seem
to care that we once cared....