Tom Pacheco
LOST SOUL IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE




As I roam around the country down the turnpikes, through the towns 
As I walk along the main streets there are tremors in the ground

I'm not sure what I am seeing but if s something I can feel 
Like a ghostly phantom northwind whose cold bite is quite real

There's a sense an age is ending like a train out of control 
The dusk before the darkness like the prophets have foretold

Every star has fallen, roadsigns have all changed
Even love can kill you, the familiar is now strange
In the sameness of the suburbs, in the city's lonesome glare
There's an emptiness inside I can hardly bear
Like a lost soul in the middle of nowhere

My friends who once read poets now are lookin' for that one big score 
None of them wanna deal with life's reality anymore

And they burn their brains with cocaine and stare at the VCR 
They live in their careers to keep what's near so far

They break up with their lovers like they change a TV show 
Their lives like desert wasteland, nothing grows cause nothing's sown

And the frantic flashing pictures on the TV evening news 
Crashes through your conscience and leaves your mind confused

How the planet looked so peaceful as it rose above the moon 
All blue and white and radiant, so perfectly in tune

But the heartbreak on the surface is far beyond belief 
Where the cruelty has no borders and the pain has no relief

Terrorist and death squads, rains that make trees die 
Religious wars, starvation, holes breaking through the sky

Though I climb a hundred mountains, sail through choppy seas 
Cross a thousand rivers, swelter, thirst or freeze

I will never find the answers to the questions that I seek 
Though I glimpse the base of something, I can never see the peak