The town is too small
the minds are too narrow
Points of view: fixated
on the here and now
but our eyes are set
On the future
No place to
grow
live
be
breathe
We'll run, but only into more cul de sacs
prepare coffee
set the alarm
for another replay
of yesterday
of today
of tomorrow
I'll live on the hope that
there's something greater out there
because I know
There's nothing left in me
Mar 20, 2011
Mar 20, 2011 at 7:10 PM UTC
The town is too small
the minds are too narrow
Points of view: fixated
on the here and now
but our eyes are set
On the future
No place to
grow
live
be
breathe
We'll run, but only into more cul de sacs
prepare coffee
set the alarm
for another replay
of yesterday
of today
of tomorrow
I'll live on the hope that
there's something greater out there
because I know
There's nothing left in me
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