Looked for love in all the wrong places
looking for what in so many faces?
Is it a blessing or a curse
that long ago song for which I thirst

It comes to me without a thought
never a word have I ever sought
Will I ever treasure that wet, inspirational vine
that some "one" to call all mine

It is one path, one arm of destiny
a two-headed coin
My perpetual sense of lonely
The haunting strain of futility
My Montserratian kitty 
History
script flip
Shifting time
A good friend of mine

And perhaps it is fate
that'll lead me through
another cold-blooded gate
before it's too late
Yet still I understand
The fork is squarely in my hand

Everything does have a price
be it nasty
be it nice
The knowlege which I seek
Isn't for the faint or the weak
Running man
I am strong
I will play irrespective of bloodlines
and let the chips fall where they may

None I've ever met
None that I've seen
Strikes me quite like...
Her
Marlyne
My Queen

There's no moon over Chances tonight
and a melody
A pitched tone
echoes of a caribbean twilight
in and on my mind

Shades of alabaster tar
Riding a swift unicorn away from the scaly war
I wonder where my lily children are...

My song is on
My spirit woman sings 
She harps upon my dreams
Storied gifts in subtle natural scenes
They sing for me
My progeny 
They sing
My song
My song
It is on

My song

The chorus

"Come along"

I hear my song

Song - For Me - © 2004 Ahkenaton  all rights reserved