IS THERE ANY REASON

TALL GLASS
OF AIR
RITUALS
OF THE PAST
CLINGING
TO MY SENSE OF DREAD
I HAIL A CAB

LOST IN THE STREETS
OF NEW YORK
I PEER OUT
THE WINDOW
WHERE AM I GOING
WHY
DID I COME HERE

ANCIENT ECHO
OF YESTERDAY
BANGING
ON MY BRAIN
WHISPERING TO
MY EMOTIONS
RUNNING OVER MY HEART

IS THERE ANY REASON
ANY REASON AT ALL
TO BE HERE
IS THERE ANY REASON AT ALL
TO BE ANYWHERE
I'M NOT SURE THERE'S
ANY REASON PERIOD

Bobby Jameson June 1, 2009