Fit Like a Glove

Go all day long without speaking a word

Is this life as you heard?

Doesn’t it seem a little absurd?

How could this all have occurred?

Going the whole day through without a kiss

Is this some form of insane bliss?

How could it have ever come down to this?

Seems to me things are amiss,

I wasn’t born for this kind of existence

Living with this kind of resistance

Is this all due to God’s insistence?

I can barely stand the distance,

The devil’s reign on the world we know

Just waiting for a little goodness to show

Continental Army left bloody footprints in the snow

At least they had something in the future to show,

Where did the days, months and years fly?

We’re born and no time it’s time to die

Always thought I was a relatively good guy

Delusions are only excuses for getting by,

Stream of consciousness headed my way

Seems there’s little hope these days

I know I’m living in a maze

God I hope it’s just a passing phase,

After all this time I still ask, what is love?

Was it just some dream I was thinking of

Just a temporary escape from the push and shove?

My Dear, could you fit me like a glove?