Sunset at the Northpole 2

STUCK IN THE MIDDLE

I.

STUCK IN THE MIDDLE OF CHURCH AND STATE,

OF FATHER AND SON, LOVER AND MATE

CAUGHT IN THE CENTER WITH NO PLACE TO GO,

NO ONE TO TALK TO, I’M ALL ALONE

II.

STUCK IN THE MIDDLE OF WAR AND THE PEACE

LOVE AND HATE, THE 7TH FLEET

CAUGHT IN THE CENTER I’M ALL ALONE

NO ONE TO TALK TO, WITH NO PLACE TO GO

CHORUS I

THE YEARS GO BY…WE ALL GROW UP

…WHERE DID THE DAYS GO…IS TIME RUNNING OUT?

=I SPEND MY LIFE, IT SEEMS,  ON THIN ICE,

EVERY POINT COMES SLOWLY, AT A DEAR PRICE

III.

STUCK IN THE MIDDLE OF THE START AND THE END,

OF LONELINESS AND LONG LOST FRIENDS

CAUGHT IN THE CENTER THERE’S NOBODY HOME,

SITTING IN THE DARK, IT’S TIME TO ROAM

IV.

STUCK IN THE MIDDLE (OF) BITTERSWEET MEMORY,

THE YING AND THE YANG, THE SLAVE AND THE FREE

CAUGHT IN THE CENTER, IT’S TIME TO ROAM,

SITTING IN THE DARK, THERE’S NOBODY HOME

CHORUS II

I’M ALWAYS ON THE MOVE, NEVER STANDING STILL,

THE ENDLESS DAYS ARE TAILING AWAY

THE CHILDREN GREW...THE LIFE I KNEW

…THE HOURS AND FIELDS ARE BIDDING ADIEU

V.

STUCK IN THE MIDDLE OF THE TRUE AND THE FALSE,

OF WINTER AND SPRING OF GAIN AND LOSS

CAUGHT IN THE CENTER I’M SLIGHTLY CONFUSED,

VAGUELY BEWILDERED, MILDLY BEMUSED

Milford

February 2003