My coursework printed self. daily wonderings of things I don't really understand but would like to. I never understood you. Maybe that's why things escape me so.
You have your tangeant soul and i've nowhere to go. You and beautiful (hand in hand) the same thing to me. This places a curse in my eyes for every other dear in my headlight. So i've found confidence in nothin' to display myself for all ears / all minds yeah, i really don't mind. but neither does anyone i've come across.