A thousand

A thousand fights in my head
a thousand demons wanting me dead.
With no friend in sight,
there's no choice but to stand and fight.

A thousand different places I could be,
a thousand lands I should see
but instead I choose to be
here, flirting with catastrophe.

A thousand oceans to cover
a thousand women to call my lover
there's no place like home they say
but still I can't seem to find my way.

A thousand ways to die in this mess
a thousand different ways to feel the stress.
Everyone needs someone to call their own
but the crowds always make me feel alone.

A thousand different people come and gone
a thousand different languages with no tone.
Trust and believe that life is planned
and that the war machines will stay manned.