MINOR BLIP ON THE WAY BACK HOME
Where is my voice?
Iíve lost it no doubt
Too scared to use it
When it had more clout
I look under my mind
Hiding deep in my eyes
It's the voice no one cared for
So I called of the search
Who has to hear but me?
Do I need a full vote when itís my operation to run?
Iíll resume the search with a party of one
And carry my find to the mountain
with a resonance once bound, undone
I'm a freeman now, his authority's dead
no pain monger lies in my comfortable bed!