For Taryn

They called me a prophet.
I heard things no one else heard
And saw things no one else glimpsed.
People flocked to me as I walked in the streets
Hugging myself.
"You are a prophet! Prophesy to us! You are a prophet!" they cry.
Still, I trudge on my way
World-weary, weeping
Into the wild world-night.

They called me mad.
I heard things no one else heard
And saw things no one else glimpsed.
People ran away from me as I walked in the streets
Hugging myself.
"She's mad! Drive her away! She is mad!" they cry.
Still, I trudge on my way
World-weary, weeping
Into the wild world-night.

Still I, the mad prophet
I hear things no one else hears
And see things no one else glimpses.
People ignore me as I walk in the streets
Hugging myself.
No one talks to me, no one cries out.
Still, I trudge on my way
World-weary, weeping
Into the wild world-night.