WHAT’S THE MATTER?

I have bumped into my shadow. I have learned to scratch my own back. It’s a wall that I have traveled but never scaled. I have tried many things. I felt the fire burning at my feet. It’s those times when I feel most alive. It is how I chose to hide my grief. But WHAT’S THE MATTER with this world that I cannot even leave my room? I think the whole world has got the same problem and I hope we can solve it soon. A man wakes up with death on his mind. Just this once he doesn’t take his pill. In this moment of error and unchecked fate, they are confirming sixteen children killed. what’s the matter… I have bumped into my shadow on a cold, dark night. I have tried to cleanse my soul in his precious light. I once swam across the river just to be on the right. I once said that I was wrong so we wouldn’t fight. What’s the matter with this world? This is not my home. All at once it’s all for one then to each his own. This pain has got me restless and I am soaked to the bone. If this is how it is, I’d rather be alone. What’s the matter with this world that I cannot even leave my room?

Written by Doria Roberts. ©1995-2002 Hurricane Doria Music