• I think of things that never were
    I think of things that never will be
    I think of all the alternate paths with choices unsure
    I think of all the paths and ultimately all the choices lead to me

    I think too much
    I think too little
    I think of times too far and too near to touch
    I think of times when I could never get my mind to settle

    I think of how one moment can change your life
    I think of how one thought can change your dreams
    I think of how I once only thought of the strife
    I think of how I once drowned myself in the sounds of silent screams

    Never alone yet always by myself
    That is how it's always been
    What I wanted left at the far end of the shelf
    Everyone's stable rock to the end

    Yet the end of one thing brings times anew
    The rainbow from the storm above the sky
    Clouds bringing silver lining in which I once flew
    I look upon the graying clouds with a sigh

    For there are answers that have brought more questions that no one else can
    know
    Are the answers better then the questions they bring
    I contemplate as I watch the freshly falling snow
    Silently waiting as reality tells me it's time to go