whether we stand in color within, read between lines control our lives
we could try for days but never match what nature does in a minute
sometimes when we’re lost it’s only that we are out of our element
new things just show up with no explanation why and they’re here to stay
we know when we meet that we’ve never met before and might not again
some are obvious others are more obscure; but we each leave our mark
something blocks our view we tend to adjust our eyes and get used to it
to be suspended is to give up all control and go with the flow
there’s always a place to share your story; or to just sit and listen
a simple building can become a monument to its occupants
uptown jack 