In The Present

There's a feeling I get that I don't understand: How one becomes such a melancholy man - The song in my head plays ever more clear and loud, it's like being alone in the heart of a crowd - I find I understand Zeppelin's words: there's a feeling I get when I long and look to the West - Something that way raw, real, no pretense; not there itself...rather, what it represents - There is a favored scent upon the wild-wind, an aroma of realization we shall never pass this way again - Here in the present I'm just a child of God grown old, thinking less of the body and more of the soul - Standing under the sun I feel the rain, losing myself in all that I gain - I can't seem to go and can't seem to stay, in the present just hanging on trying to try, each new day -