Strangers in Danger

I knew I was worse then than what I thought I was Plastic flowers in bloom and the sound of soccer Men bonding ten shades of shy In lost lines I go walking Back and forth between loss and worth What worth are we to one another talking What worth are we in words I am not worried or certain because this is not my life This is just the dust before the fall and the rise It's hopeless being so focused I was better off then than I what I knew Better stray than in such close proximity to the blue One step removed I thought I drew well Until I drew you I was better of then and the best of you Plastic flowers in bloom That's how I knew The City in the summer Is like a machine Turns you til your essence is gone Keeps moving After the feeling is gone You could find yourself under a rock or table gone With all the lost lines Poetry of the cemetery Secret societies and false memories Of the Summer's dawns you never saw You said you saw Streets move in time with our minds Only I see it this way because I am a stray Only I said it so I gave it the life of day I am a stranger in danger I feel more close to home away Everybody is running after the wrong one Strong feelings for wrong people It's all the strange wild ways of the unfamiliar forces Strange things Are strangers Other people's people Until they're familiar and unappealing The pace slows The range it narrows The other people become realer and you become further away A solitary revealing Moves the meaning of the street we live on It's a strange range of normal to be Is it normal to feel in facts To deal in doubt I doubt the words are worth what they were What worth on earth are we What worth on earth are the words Chinese history could tell you that Anyone could tell you that The Strange Danger is suddenly gone The streets become moving time machines Of minds gone by Making one step removed memories Of this crying Laugh of a life Daily Distance The cause is typical They say history has a historical way of repeating Karma comes back again to fix us These are the danger days So wrapped in far aways Other people's secret societies Rows of fathers in parked cars Away from new children And lightly married wives These are the other people's lives Strangers In Danger You begin to imagine yourself In cold doorways like a lost girl grown up on the wrong side of safe You could find yourself under a rock or a table gone The sound of soccer again is on Public secrets play in windows Men in parked cars drive on Bars get fuller Streets grow long What's your worth in words What worth on earth are the words What's an unworn idea worth Whats an unspoken idea if unwoken What worth do you unearth with the way of your words