Safe and sound. But am I really? I met someone the other day who sorta scared me and now I very carefully look over my shoulder while walking down the street. I check just for an instant. No one is there. At least, I didn’t see anybody. No, I didn’t see anyone. But do I even know what he looks like?
Yeah, I met someone the other day who sorta worried me. I think he was joking, but I don’t really know. Later on, the phone rang. The display listed no name. But then, who would I be looking for anyway? I don’t even know his real name. And like I said, I don’t know what the heck he looks like.
Safe and sound. It’s okay, it’s okay. Everything will be alright. How much harm can there be? It’s just some random neff I talked to over the internet. We cracked a few jokes here and there, that’s all. Passed the time, you know. I don’t actually believe he’d come hunt me down. People just say things like that sometimes, right? All the same, I didn’t give him my name.
Google this, google that, google him, google me. Nothing on his screen name, and what about mine? Am I as anonymous as I hope to be? Hardly. Can he find out my true self? If he wanted to, if he really got all fiended about stalking me out, I suppose he could find out quite a bit. But then, he didn’t seem like the type to go through all that trouble. He didn’t seem like the type, but then he said I didn’t know what his obsessions are. Ha. Nor does he know mine, I guess. So which of us would win out? Is this all a game? Are we playing? Or do I have to keep walking the streets, skeeved out by every stranger who eyes me for a moment?
Find this song on Stellarscope’s 2009 album, ‘This Is Who We Are.’ Their current EP is ‘Call Me Destroyer.’
When do you most feel safe and sound?