China
Bob Lind
This is not the world I keep remembering
It's grown unkind and cold, and I have too.
I sail against a savage wind that casts me out away
From the wide-eyed little boy that I once knew.
I could drift away to China,
Swept across the sea.
Sometimes I'm just that far away from me.
This is not the home I spread my wings to find.
The shrinking sky has poisoned all my birds.
Strangers killing children with their guns, and bombs and planes;
Lovers killing love with careless words.
I could drift away to China,
Half a world away.
That's just how lost I feel today.
This is not the course that I was charted for.
Nothing looks familiar anymore.
The stars that used to steer me look like burning buildings now.
And it's harder every day to see the shore.
I could drift away to China.
Miles away from home,
Out in the darkness on my own.