I have the strangest tendency to make things disappear. One minute I can see it out there in the clear, Look away for a split second, turn away my eyes Only to come back and find I've lost my prize. I swear my mind is number one on the rooting team for its own demise. You'll be looking to the ground, I'll be looking to the skies
Asking why things always leave me when I need them most - My mind and body don't go together - My body it's just the host For my twisted beyond belief head And a heart of broken glass and lead. I wonder when I will find it again -
This thing I've hopelessly lost. My helpless, deep thoughts block my vision, Can't see two feet in front of me. Is it my family or a stranger holding his hand to me? Chances are I'll take it Saying I thought it was my parent - But from the very start I've detected the unfamiliar beating of this stranger's heart.
And I'll love him like a distant cousin And ask him if he knows - Before he goes - Please do you know Where my mind has gone? I've lost it with my slippers. Have you seen my sanity? It should be beside that bag That I've tried and tried to no avail to find.
I'm just physically and metaphorically lost In more ways than you'll ever know. My body grows, but my mind has been old forever - Never succumbing to the childish state Of my careless peers.
Though I must admit I'm careless now - No not the careless like other people don't matter and you do - But the careless like they are the ones I'm trying to save Because I've been lost so long That the posters pinned on the wall Asking, "Have you seen this girl?" Are all but faded now So the one in the picture on the posters on the wall Doesn't really look like me at all.
Careless to the point where I'd do anything For a minute of sunlight, But my eyes are blind And my world free of light.
Used to be so ******* bright A future stitched and sewn so tight, But I'm sleeping alone every night Looking to the starless sky And
Asking why things always leave me when I need them most - My mind and body don't go together - My body is just the host For my twisted beyond belief head, And a heart of broken glass and lead - Following a stranger I've never met, Wondering will I ever find it again?