Forever Vulnerable

Like a child in the dark
Like a dog with no bark
Like a never ending night
Like a bird without flight
Like a mind inside a vault
Like all the ones at fault
I go to the wrong places
Looking for the right thing
Always meeting the same faces
You’re not there to greet me, gal
You’re forever vulnerable

Like a black eyed woman
Like forty-five in Japan
Like a cloud without a sky
A human with nothing to buy
Like a soldier with a spear
An elephant with no ears
I go to the wrong places
Looking for the right thing
Always meeting the same faces
You’re not there to greet me, gal
You’re forever vulnerable

Like a tree with no soil
Like a country with oil
A body without sleep
Like a herd of sheep
Like a kid in school
Like a working fool
A car with no wheels
Like someone who feels
Like a wingless plane
Like a ball and chain
Like a wedding ring
A guitar with one string
I go to the wrong places
Looking for the right thing
Always meeting the same faces
You’re not there to greet me, gal
You’re forever vulnerable