I wish it were a song...

I wish it were a song that I could write
even though I was wrong when i knew i was right

on the precipice i stand between the fall and safety
I might think it is strong but maybe it is fright

i travel but on the steps of the wagon
i might yet ride along or just there alight

i stop and look around at the sound of the silence
i ring a bell that goes ding dong or might explode a dynamite

has it ever occured to me why i live in two worlds
why do dreams in me so throng even when the sun shines bright

maybe i am looking for something or do i seek someone
in both worlds it may not belong or is just hidden in plain sight

I wish it were a song that i could write
even though i was wrong when i knew i was right