Stories I Tell

Don't give me answers for I would refuse "Yes" is a word for which I have no use And I wasn't looking for heaven or hell Just someone to listen to stories I tell Now what is a blessing and what is a dream Caught between portraits and none's what it seems Why is it some would expect there's a change When I feel I'm a part of something I can't see And I feel the same Don't ask me questions or I will retreat Fame is a cancer and ego it's seed And I wasn't looking for heaven or hell Just someone to listen to stories I tell Do we ever wonder? And do you ever care Stories I tell, stories I tell Stories I tell Subtle salvation in poems and probes Hiding our heads in a shadow of home And I wasn't looking for wreaths or for bells Just someone to listen to stories I tell Stories I tell, stories I tell Stories Stories I tell, stories I tell Stories I tell, stories I tell