sometimes points the way

angie fights crime

from the album “the Hardest Blow” featuring vocals from Dana Detrick-Clark

I can’t see your sorrow, innocent and blind
Better luck tomorrow, leave this all behind
I think I’m feeling something, but I’m not sure what it is
Maybe you could point me, in the right direction
My empathy is hollow, has not open holes
Sometimes points the way I follow and maybe takes its toll
Just when everything seems right, two plus two get in a fight
Cause three is making out with four and eight is knocking on my door
It should be time to feign, guilty and alive
Wash away this like a stain, and hope that we survive
I know I’m feeling nothing and I’m taking all the blame
I should just disappear, maybe you should do the same