The Question

This is a song I wrote and was thinking of playing for the class but never really got around to it. Here are the lyrics and you can listen to the song at www.myspace.com/saverock . Hope you enjoy!

The Question

Anywhere but here my heart said to me
I'm not in the place I need to be
So I pack up my belongings and I jump the train
The bitter chill at my window and the pouring rain

Every once in a while when I'm driving I can never seem to run from
These telephone wires I feel they remind me of a crashing plane
Now I'm lost in this countryside I'm speeding past these
Golden tipped fields in their solitude their beauty is like
A burning white falling star.

Past my window are the rolling hills wet with rain
The shiny green reflects the way it used to be
Before the drone of the cities and electric lights
I see an ancient land the place of a beautiful sight

So here we are moving down this twisting road we're moving so fast
I can barely watch the scenery before it burns up in our wake.
Every once in a while I get caught up in my endless thoughts looking for an answer
to figure out how we came upon this empty place.

Oh are we ever going to see the world the same way again moving under these stormy skies which light up all through the night?
Or am I dreaming of a time which is never to return from the past? have we done it now? Will it ever be the same again?

We fly...through the fire. Are we ever gonna put it out?
Or will it swallow everything we hold in our hearts?
Are we searching for answers we won't ever find?
Or are we dreaming of a time which ended long ago?
Are we ever going to figure it out?