I want to sit at the edge of the world
with my legs hanging
and wonder how my life could have been
If I have lived that other life so far away from here
It might just probably be the same cycle unfolding,
The same old dusty vices, same me eating my own tail
And I pretend that is my consolation
to think everything could have been the same.
Aug 13, 2019
Aug 13, 2019 at 4:22 PM UTC
I want to sit at the edge of the world
with my legs hanging
and wonder how my life could have been
If I have lived that other life so far away from here
It might just probably be the same cycle unfolding,
The same old dusty vices, same me eating my own tail
And I pretend that is my consolation
to think everything could have been the same.