Glass Hammer The Mid-life Weird
So far his life had seemed a battle not quite worth the fight His dreams were turning sour, lingering doubts to fill the wastes of night The hour was late; he clutched a sweat-soaked pillow Tried to shake the dread, yeah If only he could summon dreams of yesteryear, before they fled Beyond his head
Why only tears, why only sorrow Oh, you only have to find A way to free your mind and you'll see Everything you hoped it could be
In Vain, he tries to clear his mind but cannot, So no where to go The clock is ticking time, the years have fled, and now it shows That time has robbed him of the joys of youth As all his plans unwind, yeah Yet time remains and so he grabs at life with one thing on his mind What will he find?
Why only tears, why only sorrow Oh, you only have to find A way to free your mind and you'll see Everything you hoped it could be
