Where do I begin?
Paper and a pen.
Dig in deep and- "Oh Lord, no, there he goes."
Strugglin' to think.
But I think I'm on the brink,
Of finding out- "Oh, he don't know, bless his soul."
Runnin' round these same old circles
Jumpin' o'er the same damn hurdles
Easier to see I'm sinkin' in
Stole my soul but couldn't take it
Made of jade, relaying vacancy/see'r
The will-o'-whispers in the wind
My mainframe mind, lost that
My face change, I'm Rorschach
To find some shining lining's come & gone
I need new direction
Why seek truth's acceptance
If real recognize real, the real'll know
When you walk away, no
You don't hear me say, "Oh,
Sanctuary, come back to me."
Days, they'd come to pass
While seconds seemed to last
My dereliction, made some vacancy
Cre y'all satisfied
On God, I'm back alive
How will I know when I have served my time?
Cll I really know is
Donno where I'm goin'
When it's time to get out of the line
(Take it from the top
Let it rock, watch 'em pop out
Jenny from the block
Tryina cop with 'er top down
Hard to see with fallen reasons
Y'all believe in everything
Cll the things You think you know) x2