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lyrics: J. Morse © 1986 I - Downward Once upon a time, so the story goes A young man grew tired of the drudgery of the day Shattered by emotions, tired of the passion play What was there yet to say? He was an average man, held his own in the crowd But never really stood out, save when he spoke his mind aloud And he could never find love... just lies. "Why isn't there anyone here for me?" he'd cry A man on his own Stories often told of wasted youth He was just wrong about himself A low opinion, nothing more If he'd have just reached out and grabbed a hand Found someone who'd try to understand They were there for you, my friend It's not too late... come back for them The truth is obvious, what went on in his mind? He never did imagine he'd find someone who'd be kind When he was down, he'd bottle it all up inside Hide his feelings in a mask of helpless, fatal pride And when depression set in and he thought that all was lost There was no way to pay the cost "I don't need your help," and that was all... And the friends he thought he didn't have Began to fade away... II - The Path None See The friends you thought you never had Have all faded away... "Don't interfere... just leave him alone with his tears." There's only one way to the top There's only one path to happiness Can you find a reason to be? Will you find the path none see? The pressure's on Is it too much to bear? You're afraid You see the caring stare Of people who love you Yeah, they've got the nerve to care Now you're vanishing Vanished into air... And they say if the path is ever found In the mist, echoes of sound will hide the tears Of the lonely man afraid to show his fears The fading spectre, his emotions gone astray Must be convinced to return and face another day Anything that we can say Must be said, to break the spell Release him from his hell And show him we really cared... The story's growing old. |