Down that open road, I go, I go
to some forward thinking mode
a feeling inside the chest, the heart
cradled by my living breath
A scent among the breeze
autumn comes at a distant speed
I turned back to look for you
but once again I've already gone
If it wasn't for this depth
a sense of anchor, purpose, and yet
a sadist view of self importance
a notion that I am
Maybe I would stay, perhaps
or maybe I would dance away
as I always seem to do
when I wish to stay awhile with you
Destiny meets with free will's call
I made the choice, I've made them all
it's a crucifix to be like me
sadly, its exactly how I like to be
I'm not good for anyone, anyway
because good is a sad comfort
boring, normal, a thousand faces sleeping
you can take whats good and shove it
My delight is in transcendence
so for now, ta ta
I have to go adventuring, learning
so when I cross your path again
you'll recognize a black cat when you see it
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