I'm just the man with a cat,
Sipping his tea...
O' why the fuss my people?
why you give it a life of toil...
Let me embrace your pains
you, my brothers and sisters...
You who seem to be born with a pen in your hand,
who hold it as second nature integral to yourself...
spiritual dreamers set the imagination on fire
searching scripture for answers...
Day and night time just passes by,
Pets age and the clouds move on to another land...
We mellow soldiers and callow sons of Rome,
contently ill impressed by our house at home...
LIFE FORCE...
Life Force...
It's at a fault
Broken...
I write so that I may live;
live beyond the smothering cocoon...
Moving forward was a dream
closing all doors...
I know the sleepless nights are past and so are...
Now you talk to me like you can earn your own...