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“Strangest Comfort”

Siting in the grass, at the park
under the sky, and a bit of dark

looking down, at the lights of town
and up to see, the stars watching me

and I get the feeling I am not as wise
as I appear in my own eyes

but I am comforted to be part of some plan
I can’t see or understand

I once was the guy who had it all figured out
until my whole reality feel apart

I get off the grass, and brush off my ass
a metaphor I am ready for more

Sirens shatter the silence
I return to my humble home

but I have the strangest comfort
I am not alone