I look out as if in a dream
Everything is soft and not what it seems
I see things within my reach
but lose them on a distant beach
The words unclear and all in a blur
guessing at words of which I'm unsure
I feel my way through the halls at night
Just trying to find a switch or a light
Sometimes I stumble and I fall
Just trying to go and answer your call
Everythings blurred I can't tell what is
Maybe it would help if I just wore my glasses
Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.