i seem to be doing the exact same thing every day of my life. suddenly my world feels really small. i live in this box which is my comfort zone. i have built these walls around me not to keep the world outside but to keep me from going out. i need to go out more often, i need to change the route i take to work, i need to do something i have not done before, i need to go to new places to eat, i need to watch different channels on tv, i need to wear different clothes, i need to read, i need to talk, i need to travel, i need to meet new people..........i need to open up my mind.....
He wakes up in the morning
Does his teeth bite to eat and he's rolling
Never changes a thing
The week ends the week begins
She thinks, we look at each other
Wondering what the other is thinking
But we never say a thing
These crimes between us grow deeper
Goes to visit his mommy
She feeds him well his concerns
He forgets them
And remembers being small
Playing under the table and dreaming
Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down, you up and die
Driving in on this highway
All these cars and upon the sidewalk
People in every direction
No words exchanged
No time to exchange
And all the little ants are marching
Red and black antennas waving
They all do it the same
They all do it the same way
Candyman tempting the thoughts of a
Sweet tooth tortured by the weight loss
Program cutting the corners
Loose end, loose end, cut, cut
On the fence, could not to offend
Cut, cut, cut, cut
Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down, you up and die
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