Inside Me -

written in 2002 in response to 911.
The recent crazy stuff over immigration
in the US made me want to do this re-recording. 5/19/06

Alone in a crowd,

She's talking out loud.

She draws attention to herself.

I try to stay calm.

My head starts to pound.

or something somewhere inside me.

My ears almost hear.

My lips almost speak.

It's something, somewhere out of reach.

I can't find the fear.

Is it fantasy?

Is it something, somewhere inside me?

Intruder alert.

Perp down on the scene.

Information right there on the officer's screen.

Border patrol

we're losing control

Losing something inside me.

My ears almost hear.

My lips almost speak.

It's something, somewhere out of reach.

I can't find your fear.

Is it fantasy?

Is it something, somewhere inside me?

We're brothers and lovers moving in a dream.

Keeping each other at arm's length.

We're sisters and mothers moving in a dream.

We keep our heads down.

We don't look around.

Alone in a crowd.

I'm talking out loud.

I draw attention to myself.

He's starting to cross.

He breaks into a run.

There's something breaking inside me.

My lips almost hear.

My ears almost speak.

It's something, somewhere out of reach.

I can find your fear.

It's just fantasy.

like something, somewhere inside me.