OZ Kiya Heartwood ©2005 Here I am Without a blindfold My back against the wall There you are On the tightrope You could stumble You could fall Here we are In the lifeboat We've got one oar between Your guess is as good as mine though I have to tell you Nothing's as it seems We keep looking for the man behind the curtain No one's standing there Just you and me Where we're going I can tell you I'm not certain All I can see Is all the possibilities In this dream I'm talking to my father Divine inspiration A long distance call "Swing away kid. Just you remember…. With two strikes down, keep your eye on the ball." Maybe we should play the tragic heroes, Like the Werewolf or Wolverine Is it fate or an accident we're different Can someone please explain Why this keeps happening To me Laying in the gra** On a blanket doing nothing Got our ice tea Dirt between our toes Jump a boxcar Or a house in a tornado Gonna ride it As far as it will go We keep looking for The man behind the curtain No one's standing there Just you and me Where we're going I can tell you I'm not certain All I can see, is all the possibilities