we all come from different places
we all go by different names
but for all our different faces
we are quite the same
we all choose different directions
take the passage of your choice
when you see our paths converging
and you hear my voice
know that you are not an island
you can still learn how to swim
and when you get across the water
you can come right in
go alone into a canyon
where nobody else can see
is there anybody listening
when its only me
come on meet me in the kitchen
courthouse or the family room
i have got a premonition
you will be here soon
i try so hard to defeat this sense of singularity
but i don't know if theres any way to get rid of my "me"
making peace sounds like a problem
i don't like to disagree