Something Is Out There - Steve Mednick

Something Is Out There - Steve Mednick
Something is out there
The peril and temptation
Tales of wreckage and falls from grace
Something is out there
In a land of bad choices
And disturbing truths and twists of faith
Something is out there
Something is out there in the fog and the shadows
There are creepy little men hiding in the trees
Something is out there
Desolation of the spirit
Words are hard as stones
I'm running late
Something is out there
Something is out there
There is a man
Who lost his direction
Returned all his possessions
Gave up his mistresses and his gold
He moves at night
In the darkness and the edges
He sees the anguished desperation
Of the indisposed
Something is out there
Something is out there
Something is out there
I'm waiting for tomorrow
But as for me tomorrow never plays
Something is out there sitting right here before me
I can reach out and touch it
Yet I never get to feel
Something is out there
Something is out there
Something is out there
Maybe it's illusive
Yet I've come this far it must be for me
Something is out there the hatred and the anger
My eyes are closed yet I still can see
Something is out there
Something is out there
There is a man
Who lost his direction
Returned all his possessions
Gave up his mistresses and his gold
He moves at night
In the darkness and the edges
He sees the anguished desperation
Of the indisposed
Something is out there
Something is out there