One foot in each world

I can’t believe I have a bum leg

In the world of magic, too,

A man ought to get a break

When he steps over into the other side
me being the bearer of light

Shouldn’t I be able to walk straight?

And not constantly trip over

Things I don’t see in the dark

One foot in each world

And I’m still deaf, dumb and blind,

Searching for the glow I know

You must have in that world, too,

I have to wonder at what other flaws

I have dragged with me over the brink,

Am I as moody over there?

As self righteous

As pig headed,

Do I still blow my top each time

Someone spreads a lie about me?

Am I the same muddle-headed fool

I am on this side

Knee-jerking with a bad knee
When all I want out of life on either side

Is to feel good about myself,

To find real live that hasn’t been tainted

By real life.