Apparently, I've been wearing that pathetic face again.
Am I truly expected to pretend that nothing happened between us?
And as I roll around this peaceful city, I look a little closer and see
I see a small world, I see the people broken and mended
I see a world that has lost it's meaning and thrown it's sacred words away
I know you're out there, and close by too
I think I want you back but, then again
that may just be me being crazy all over again.
My words go into the microphone but
they fail to enter the ears of all those who pretend to listen
for they are too busy wasting air, talking about themselves
which gives me a reason no to listen to a word they say.
Though the world may change and people will leave
I'll be moving around and hopefully, moving on
But I'll still be me and have my close brothers
So, as sorrow and joy flow down like rain
and my thoughts meander, tumble, and leave confusion
I can say, with the utmost ease I've ever had;
"Nothing's gonna change my world!"
(Base off of the song Across the Universe by The Beatles)