THE TREND

I have no intention to try and make you me
and it is my suspicion that you really don't want to see
the things that hold you back
the needle in the stack
that keeps you off the track of being free
Hey man I can see the trend
you're driving down the same old street again

Times are tough I understand but that's not my concern
You just seem too comfortable watching your life burn
Like summer fields afire
die before the wire
you're living in a castle made of sand
Hey man I can see the trend
you're driving down the same old street again

Every minute is a choice and I can't choose for you
I can't change the evening sky from red and back to blue
The rains don't fall from me
I'm just another man you see
and I can't play the hand of cards you drew
Hey man I can see the trend
you're driving down the same old street again

Michael Frazier © January 16, 1988