I am not the name upon the building
There is no shingle hung for me
But, if we walk into the forest
You'll see where it's carved upon a tree
I move in diferent circles
though I like who I've become
While my friends were busy studying
I was absorbing, having fun
I'm wrapped up in a blanket of academic non achieving
Too much time has passed me by to sit here now and grieving
I wear a cloak of non success that is a little worn
And just like me, it's tattered some and in places slightly torn
It doesn't matter one **** bit, I'm where I want to be
Making ripples in the water, that make their way out to the sea
I life life at a different speed
and Time it is my friend
Because just like those who studied hard
We're all dieing in the end
They won't outlive their building
Their name not there to see
But, deep down in the forest
My name's still on that tree
I'm wrapped up in a blanket of academic non achieving
Too much time has passed me by to sit here now and grieving
I wear a cloak of non success that is a little worn
And just like me, it's tattered some and in places slightly torn
They won't outlive their building
Their name not there to see
But, deep down in the forest
My name's still on that tree
May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 1:22 PM UTC
I am not the name upon the building
There is no shingle hung for me
But, if we walk into the forest
You'll see where it's carved upon a tree
I move in diferent circles
though I like who I've become
While my friends were busy studying
I was absorbing, having fun
I'm wrapped up in a blanket of academic non achieving
Too much time has passed me by to sit here now and grieving
I wear a cloak of non success that is a little worn
And just like me, it's tattered some and in places slightly torn
It doesn't matter one **** bit, I'm where I want to be
Making ripples in the water, that make their way out to the sea
I life life at a different speed
and Time it is my friend
Because just like those who studied hard
We're all dieing in the end
They won't outlive their building
Their name not there to see
But, deep down in the forest
My name's still on that tree
I'm wrapped up in a blanket of academic non achieving
Too much time has passed me by to sit here now and grieving
I wear a cloak of non success that is a little worn
And just like me, it's tattered some and in places slightly torn
They won't outlive their building
Their name not there to see
But, deep down in the forest
My name's still on that tree
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