tares and the wheat

You keep talking about
the tares and the wheat
but all I hear is
the pain in my feet
you've got dreams
and I've got schemes
we're both falling
apart at the seams
you've got love
and I've got hate
so much more
than the world can take

what you need from me
is a brand new day
what I need from you
is unending night
I'll never find the end
of my shortcomings
I don't expect you
to understand
life is fraught with
danger and boredom
I can't give you security
and I can't make you whole
I'm like all the rest--
looking for some fun
before the sun goes down
just looking for a quiet place
to lay my aching head.