[ Featuring the Serotones ]
I think I got it this time, today
Just give me one more hour, another go around
I swear I found it, the time escaped
But now my mind's gone sour, I need to make a sound
Where is my guitar and I'm singing
Weary I'm too far with what I'm saying
Where am I, where is my guitar
Ooohhh
I cannot fight it, I'm too aware
Of the habits holding me back, and pulling me down
I'm numb despite it, too cool to care
At least that's what they collect, when I'm without a frown
Maybe if I write it, won't be beyond repair
Creative machine isn't cracked, it just can't be bound
Where is my guitar and I'm singing
Weary I'm too far with what I'm saying
Where am I, where is my guitar
Ooohhh
Someone tell me how, I'm supposed to lay myself bare
When everyone's, privately listening
(JULAI)
Every time I write another line, another melody, uncovering another clue
Never really knowing how to handle the truth
(Keegan)
Breaking through my point of view
Breaking through my point of view
Breaking through my point of view
Where is my guitar and I'm singing
Weary I'm too far with what I'm saying
Where am I, where is my guitar
Ooohhh
