A "Play" on Some of the Greatest Songs of Jackson Browne 1

SADNESS

For Chris
(Written in 1996)




More and more, I'm hiding from the evil and the good

But I still have a hard time crying

Even though I cry every waking moment inside.

I know I'm not really alone

As there are a few others out there like me

Who are, and are doing, the same.

I've had my eyes open for too long now

And I haven't ever awakened from my dreams.



I think it's too late for me . . .



The sky cannot be seen from this decrepit Earth

Because of all the destruction of it's natural beauty

That we have forced and perpetrated upon it

The prize for learning how not to cry.



I've been losing for so long

That I've almost forgotten some of my failures

But all of the sorrow in my eyes

And the fountain of my heart

Won't let me forget

The pooling blood from love's illusions.



I'm in flight from my own hollow steps . . .