Saturday, August 19, 2006

Well, the future's got me worried.
Such awful thoughts.
My head's a carousel of pictures, The spinning never stops.
I just want someone to walk in front, & I'll follow the leader.

... I almost forgot who I was, but I came to my senses.
Now I'm trying to be assertive, I'm making plans .
Gonna rise to the occansion, meet all their demands.

But I do is just lay in bed, & hide under the covers.

I know I should be brave, but I'm just too afraid of all this change.
& it's hard to focus through all this self doubt.

I keep making these to-do lists, but nothing gets crossed out.

Working on the record seems pointless now, when the word ends, who's gonna hear it?
But I'm taking some comfort in written words.

... Cause I have been feeling sentimental for days gone by.
All the summers drinking, singing, laughing.
Wasting our time.
Remember all the songs, and the way we smiled? In those basements made of music.

But I've got to crawl to get anywhere at all.
I'm not as strong as I thought.

So when I'm lost in a crowd, I hope that you'll pick me out.
How I long to be found.
The grass grow hight, I laid down.
Now I am waiting for a handto lift me up, help me stand.
I've laying so slow.
Don't wanna lay here no more.

...

Everything that happens is supposed to be.
& it's all predetermined, can't change your destiny.

Guess I'll keep moving.











Somday, I'll get to where I'm going.

 

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