Ever-changing
I took the pen, still warm from her hand
Wrote down some bad ideas
Buried my good ones in the sand
Where are you taking me?
Somewhere I’d like to be?
No more exciting words
In my vocabulary
And, when I get there
It should be done all up in stats
See how many times I turned away from you
See how many stars I didn’t look up at
Where are you taking me?
Somewhere I’d like to be?
No more exciting words
In my vocabulary
I took the pen, still warm from her hand
Wrote down some bad ideas
Buried my good ones in the sand
Where are you taking me?
Somewhere I’d like to be?
No more exciting words
In my vocabulary
And, when I get there
It should be done all up in stats
See how many times I turned away from you
See how many stars I didn’t look up at
Where are you taking me?
Somewhere I’d like to be?
No more exciting words
In my vocabulary
( Autumn Rhythm )
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