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Lake Of Solid Gold

I don't know where I'm going

I'm not even sure where I am

I don't know where I've been

I'm not even sure where I started

 

It feels like swimming

In a lake of solid gold

I'm not afraid of anything

For time is mine

It just feels like swimming

In a lake of solid gold

It doesn't make any sense

The letters do not rhyme

 

I don't really want to move

Just going with the flow

I don't really want to grow

Just want to stay here and linger

 

Cos it feels like swimming

In a lake of solid gold

I'm not afraid of anything

For time is mine

It just feels like swimming

In a lake of solid gold

It doesn't make any sense

The letters do not rhyme

 

I don't really want to feel

Just want to stay still

I don't really want to taste

For it all tastes sour

 

Cos it feels like swimming

In a lake of solid gold

I'm not afraid of anything

For time is mine

It just feels like swimming

In a lake of solid gold

It doesn't make any sense

The letters do not rhyme

 

I don't really want to speak

Just feeling oh so gentle

I dont really want to listen

For theres too much noise

 

Cos it feels like swimming

In a lake of solid gold

I'm not afraid of anything

For time is mine

It just feels like swimming

In a lake of solid gold

It doesn't make any sense

The letters do not rhyme

 

I don't know where I'm going

I'm not even sure where I am

I don't know where I've been

I'm not even sure where I started

It just feels like swimming

In a lake of solid gold

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Written by
joey-mcnamara
English
Published
Mar 19, 2010
Lines·Words
54·294
Notes

A poem/song about really not knowing what you want to do with your life,

or just being opposed to change, being happy with the way things are.

© 2010 Joey McNamara

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