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I’m a train off the tracks I’m a beat without drums I’m strolling along tailing taxis and bums. They know where they’re going They know what comes next They’re aware of the parts of the world they have vexed. I’m motion on pause I’m a plane with no wings This time is only worth what it brings. I’m a tree with no roots A mime with no voice The universe won’t just give me a choice. Give me wings and I’ll fly Give me strings and I’ll dance Just please only please won’t you give me a chance. I don’t know how to take these things I require If you give me a voice I’ll shoot down the choir. But I can find out alright Keep your labels and shelves People don’t know they can do it themselves. But I’ll figure it out I’ll write the next page I don’t need to be better, I just need to change. So keep your plastic wings ''' Keep your scripted voice I know now that only I make my choice. Keep your roots in the ground Keep your train on one track I’m walking away, and I’m not looking back.
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Jan 18, 2012
Jan 18, 2012 at 8:40 PM UTC
Off Track, On Beat
I’m a train off the tracks I’m a beat without drums I’m strolling along tailing taxis and bums. They know where they’re going They know what comes next They’re aware of the parts of the world they have vexed. I’m motion on pause I’m a plane with no wings This time is only worth what it brings. I’m a tree with no roots A mime with no voice The universe won’t just give me a choice. Give me wings and I’ll fly Give me strings and I’ll dance Just please only please won’t you give me a chance. I don’t know how to take these things I require If you give me a voice I’ll shoot down the choir. But I can find out alright Keep your labels and shelves People don’t know they can do it themselves. But I’ll figure it out I’ll write the next page I don’t need to be better, I just need to change. So keep your plastic wings ''' Keep your scripted voice I know now that only I make my choice. Keep your roots in the ground Keep your train on one track I’m walking away, and I’m not looking back.
luna-grey
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luna-grey
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Jan 18, 2012
Jan 18, 2012 at 8:40 PM UTC
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