Foreign Picture / Familiar Song

Where am I? I don't belong
In this foreign picture of a familiar song
I want to turn around. I long to run away
My throat is dry, I have nothing to say

Who are all these people who surround me
Changed without me, I feel so empty
My heart feels like it is choked by a chain
The longer I stay here the sharper the pain

I need to fly and get off of this planet
These things I love are taken for granted
I know I will stay, I must get past this
For the joy that awaits me is more than the past is

Beck Poulsen
Aug. 2004