My thoughts turn
to the roads...

It's kind of like yelling at a Rock and Roll Show,
It's kind of like walking through the forest real...

Clouds, let the rain fall,
pitter patter pain away...

Well who really cares about
the personal introspections...

Well they say a man's got
two eyes for looking...

There are no words.
No more words can pass through me...

Ideas are ethereal,
hardly even there...

They spread on so thick;
all those lies...

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I'd be the first to say I was lacking...

It seems so long
since I've gone away...

Your smile graces my mind
Like butterfly kisses...

Well our current situation,
with you waiting night and day...