I could search for the answer
still never know the truth
the only way to talk to light
is in the dark though you
told me I hold the key
I still need you to hold
the door open for me
you see every byword
tatted on my heart
when I can't speak
I'll be down here trying
to breathe until emerging
from the deep holding
so much wish I could keep
too disheartening to let go
too painful to hold
seeking something
never seen trying to see
the moon have to lean
long way from Kansas City
never been to Missouri
fascinated with the story
behind OZ factoring in
The truth about God
don't have to be a Wizard
to spell "RIDICULOUS"