Standing In A Corner
I’m standing in a corner
And the
world revolves around me
With crazies running everywhere
I don’t know which way to turn
I’m standing in a corner
Watching those who pass before me
Each of them going their own way
None of them going anywhere
I’m standing in a corner
Asking myself some serious questions
Is there anybody asking
Or am I all alone?
I’m standing in a corner
Wondering if I ought to tell them
I know that they won’t listen
Should I just let them go?
I’m
cowering in a corner
Just waiting
for the end
I know
they’re going to kill us all
But there’ll
be no more of them
© 1992 Randy Bone
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