Standing Alone In The Park

are you the ostrich that buries its head in the sand?
are you Custer making his last stand?
are you the hunter or the hunted in a chase?
tell me whats the weather like in outer space?

better to let the coldness in your bones than the darkness in your heart
better to leave them scattered at your feet than all together lost
is it the only light we can see when were staring in the dark?
left waiting for one kind remark
standing alone in the park with daisies

more like a whisper less like a cough
not quite a day dream out and about
almost a silence that never seems strange
its all been arranged

are you the snake that sheds his skin and slithers on?
are you the rock that sits and stays on the mountaintop?
are you the sowing farmer or the cash crop that he reaps?
hows your abyss has it gotten real deep?

harder to look for the goodness in the bad than the badness in the good
harder to try and do as you should instead of doing as you would
is it the only space that we fill when were absent from it all?
left waiting for one kind remark
standing alone in the park with daises
still standing alone in the park with daises