TURN ON THE LIGHT
I’m in the jungle of confusion, in the valley of frustration, in a world with no direction.
Looking at the hands on a clock thinking they will never stop, why can’t we figure this out?
You’re damned if you do and you’re damned if you don’t.
Can life be that uncertain, that we can’t figure this out?
Look around, time is running out. Can’t you see people are leaving that knew they had the answer.
They’re not here because they took their chances, not believing that what we’re dealing with is for real.
Because everybody thinks they have the answer.
Should I go or should I stay, should I wait, or should I delay my plans for the future?
Not knowing which way to go, trying to take it very slow, but that’s not the answer.
This situation has us so uptight; we don’t know if we should go left or we should go right.
So, when you go to bed tonight, I hope you figure it out – before you turn off the light – there must be an answer.
BY LENNY JAYNES
