Where Do We Go

And we do it in a room.

Where the walls climb high.

And it’s square in the circle.

And we repeat it, we repeat it.

Fated to make the same mistakes.

Rated to fail, but do we know?

It’s a comfort zone where we like it so much

Then repeat it, repeat it, repeat it.

Where do we go from here?

And why is it taking so long?

To get to where we’re going

it’s a right foot first.

Then a left

Where do we go?

Where do we go?

Why can’t we have one night if that is all we have?

How do we know another night’s on the way?

What if we take this chance to see what comes about?

What if what we do and then it doesn’t work out?

Do we repeat it, repeat it, repeat it?

Where do we go?

How are two people to know if nothing comes about? What do two people do

who let life simply short out?

No reason to say no

No reason to fall away

We were moved to stand here by a power

Greater than the day.

Where do we go?