i've been the pilgrim
looking for his way out of the labyrinth
i've been the bird
struggling to free itself from the anguishing bottle
i've been many people, many things
in many, too many places
i've been around and about
a faded tomorrow melting into an eternal yesterday
i've been within and without
pain, apple, cry
i've been myself and the mirror
and the gap in between
it's been a somewhat long trip
too long a trip