MICHAEL BONANNO: Left Where I Write On Political, Folk, 60s Rock

Like a baby in a tree,
I don’t know where I am.
And the world is hiding me.
I don’t know where I am.
Don’t keep to yourself.
Get out of your shell.
Try to always get around.
The things that they say
can not be today.
Why must they always kid around?

“Take your gun and bayonet.”
I don’t know where I am.
“Run him through and then forget.”
I don’t know if I can.
What’s right today,
to kill or to pray?
Why won’t anyone answer me?
Would it be wrong
to just get along?
Stop telling me what I should be.

What’s right today,
to kill or to pray?
Why won’t anyone answer me?
Would it be wrong
to just get along?
Stop telling me what I should be.

Pull the string, the world explodes
and I won’t know where I am.
Tell us tiny, trivial odes
about a grain of sand.
The smoke up ahead
is not fake instead
it’s just as real as we’re lying here.
Give me a hint,
is it chocolate or mint?
It tastes to me more like bitter beer.

Written by: Michael Bonanno
Lead vocal (and “C. O.”): Michael
Back-up vocals: Michael
Acoustic guitar, bass, drums,
electric lead guitar, electric rhythm
guitar, piano, organ : Michael

COPYRIGHT 2005 by Michael Bonanno
LOC Reg. #SRu578 - 786

Reproduction of “Where I Am” or
any part therein without the
express written permission of
Michael Bonanno is prohibited
unless the reproduction meets The
Copyright Act “fair use” doctrine, (title 17, U. S. Code)..

MICHAEL BONANNO: Left Where I Write On Political, Folk, 60s Rock