Are We There? Yes, We Are

I've been a cynic and I've never been too hopeful No But I'll pick flowers to fill your vases to the top And we've agreed to call every night right at this hour, So if you don't pick up the phone, then I will ring it again Falling all out of line in hopes that you'll be right there waiting for me Out of space Out of time And here we are Here we are Here we are Here we are It is bad that I Don't quite know my placement in all this And help me if Now that I'm right back in the mix I don't really know just where to stand Or what to make of this Wall And is it really a wall at all? Or just a fracture in the barrier line Of chaos in my mind (They've tried to take my life) And have we returned to the black holes in the sky? And if so, tell me why