It runs like a movie in my head
Churning frames by the second
Black and white and grainy
Quaking as much as I'm shaken.
I picture the white paths I walk
Devouring the land, I'm smiling
Will it fill the void I'm feeling?
Or is it the illusion thats playing?
Its a question to no one
No one's gonna answer
But still I ask why?
Why cant I?
Its what I have to do?
There's no other way you say?
Listen to yourself and think again
If you've thought enough.
The smallness I feel shatters all
Convention killed, I can float free.
Chasing the gossamer I feel
Like the kid who ran his summer away.
Its a question to no one
No one's gonna answer
But still I ask why?
Why cant I?
Tell me please, Close my eyes
Tell me why, why cant I?
Chant those words of wisdom again
Tell me why, why cant I?
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
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