I'm on this stage
These people, all have left
    me holding this bursting heart
    I don't understand
these people, tell me it's a new start
    it's in the plans
    this past had stains
These people remember
    to my dismay
these people, all are the same
    I light fires under
these people's feet
    I run and hide
    I'm always discreet
These people, all are the same
    rocks talking to rocks
    Who really listens?
    Waves, I have beaten
these people, since my birth
    it's some kind of curse
    to love these rocks
    no matter what
    I write, do, or say
    I cannot explain these rocks
    to these people, it's all the same
these people remember
    everything from "a" to "z"
these people know true confessions yet
these people don't know me
    I reveal myself everyday
    I'm on this stage
there's no applause
    a great new contract
    but forgotten in some clause
These people remember
    be they friend or foes?
    I don't know
these people, all are stones
These people can't feel one more
    When will these people believe?
    There is so much to me
These people remember everything yet
these people have no intensity
     I weep
these people know I'm weak
    drowning in this love
    these people never seek.


1989