Feb 2011
How did I know where this would go?
I never knew where time would take me in its flow.
So long has this heart by empty and devoid of a core,
a lack of love has left this boy with a sore...soul
And as I meandered from day to day not sure how to escape this prison in which I stayed. I thought to myself, What the **** man can’t you just say something to someone.
They said if you build it they will come.
And if I could add up all the sums...of these bitter disappointments that have had there run. I would come to the conclusion that there is no resolution, no simple answer to this lack of love convolution.
Oh snap when an opportunity raps, I’m too hungry and too hard for this...but theres a chance I might not swing and miss. Finally the time for a first kiss.
And this is the girl for me, she lets my soul fly so free.
And like a simple instrument I get played.
A different string gets yanked every ******* day,
What the **** don’t I get a say?
Whats the confusion about don’t you like me?
Why do you have to think so much lets just be.
And then the wait, **** I just want to date.
I ask for advice, everyone has their own insight.
and in a way I think they were all right.
Valid reasons for this lack of reason,
I don’t think love was ever in the air this season.
And this is the girl for me, she lets my soul fly so free.
They say time heals all wounds,
I think it also grants a boon.
We can look back at the choices me make,
And what part of ourselves we did forsake
In this quest to realize a dream that was guaranteed to rip apart at the seam. Something we grasped at trying to make work by any means
...but no, its done and so we move on along trying to find our own song, Thoughts recessing as we move back into our own personal session, Life alone, it hurts to the bone, shuffling along like another drone on the telephone, filled with quiet moments in the zone, not a sound but the moan:
And this is the girl for me, she lets my soul fly so free.
I never knew where time would take me in its flow.
So long has this heart by empty and devoid of a core,
a lack of love has left this boy with a sore...soul
And as I meandered from day to day not sure how to escape this prison in which I stayed. I thought to myself, What the **** man can’t you just say something to someone.
They said if you build it they will come.
And if I could add up all the sums...of these bitter disappointments that have had there run. I would come to the conclusion that there is no resolution, no simple answer to this lack of love convolution.
Oh snap when an opportunity raps, I’m too hungry and too hard for this...but theres a chance I might not swing and miss. Finally the time for a first kiss.
And this is the girl for me, she lets my soul fly so free.
And like a simple instrument I get played.
A different string gets yanked every ******* day,
What the **** don’t I get a say?
Whats the confusion about don’t you like me?
Why do you have to think so much lets just be.
And then the wait, **** I just want to date.
I ask for advice, everyone has their own insight.
and in a way I think they were all right.
Valid reasons for this lack of reason,
I don’t think love was ever in the air this season.
And this is the girl for me, she lets my soul fly so free.
They say time heals all wounds,
I think it also grants a boon.
We can look back at the choices me make,
And what part of ourselves we did forsake
In this quest to realize a dream that was guaranteed to rip apart at the seam. Something we grasped at trying to make work by any means
...but no, its done and so we move on along trying to find our own song, Thoughts recessing as we move back into our own personal session, Life alone, it hurts to the bone, shuffling along like another drone on the telephone, filled with quiet moments in the zone, not a sound but the moan:
And this is the girl for me, she lets my soul fly so free.
