Thursday, December 13, 2012

free flow

sometimes you feel like an open sore
it makes it hard to fucking soar
i just ran for the door
it hurt so bad, i hurt him back

make me feel like i tree
so then i can open up and be free
what will it take for me to see?
don't even know, which way to go

i asked for help what more can i do
sometimes it's hard to even tie my shoe
please just help me to just get a clue
guess i just gotta, go with the flow

fancy meeting you here
can i get you a cold beer?
did i see a glimpes of fear?
behind those eyes, every time

some call it baggage some call it life
we all have to walk through the strife
please don't stab me with that big knife
i walk alone to my car, then home

they say it's written on the wall
message to me in the bathroom stall
hope this isn't a humpty dumpty fall
god whispered to me, with elbows on the bar

how to create what i really want
can i even choose the perfect font
remember that story about the shot
she's shining her light, holding on tight

what do i even want to be known for
helping people so they're not sore?
or creating things no one has seen before
making it magic, attracting fanatics

i won't even be lost and alone
when i can just pick up my phone
i don't want to become a drone
calling all guides, to get me through this time

let go of all guilt and shame
it shouldn't be a part of the game
i don't know if i'll ever be tame
bohemian lives, fit just right

hipsters and scenesters become ring wrathes
constantly seeking to fill the space
never giving up the chase
seeking soul tribe, won't give up this time

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