Momentary Lapse Of Uncommon Reason

MOMENTARY LAPSE OF UNCOMMON REASON - Written by Carroll Bryant

The dust

It takes a ride with the wind

Under the sun

The heat stares it down

No flower grows from the earth today

Don't ask me why

I can't explain

I can only make it worse

What is the worth of a lonely heart?

What kind of value can you get from something so broken?

Children live alone in their home

The parents die

They died long ago

The children are just runaways now

With runaway bones

Orphans at large

The dust will settle down

Clouds will drift overhead

And cool down the night

Like a bird, my vision flies far

To where my dreams overflow 

The morning dances with the dawn

Still, no flower grows

What is the worth of a broken life?

What kind of value can you get from something surreal?

Walking with the company of empty shadows

Of my own silhouette 

With nothing but my cigarettes and violent screams

And the rain

Rainbows disappear 

Footsteps in the mud become the only trail I leave behind

And I don't want to leave behind my fears 

What is the worth of a desperate man?

What kind of a value can you get from something so vain?

For such a life?

How much would you be willing to pay for a second chance?

And to the dust kissing the wind

Still, no flower grows

And so ends the dance

It's just a momentary lapse of uncommon reason

Still, the flower will not grow

And so ends a beautiful romance