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Sep 21, 2005 23:33

Well the future's got me worried such awful thoughts. My head's a carousel of pictures, the spinning never stops. I just want someone to walk in front and I'll follow the leader. Like when I fell under the weight of a schoolboy crush. Started carrying her books and doing lots of drugs. I almost forgot who I was, but I came to my senses. Now I'm trying to be assertive, I'm making plans. Gonna rise to the occasion yeah, meet all their demands. But all I do is just lay in bed and hide under the covers. I know I should be brave, but i'm just too afraid of all this change. And it's too hard to focus through all this doubt. I keep making these to-do lists but nothing gets crossed out. Working on the record seems pointless now. When the world ends who's gonna hear it? But I'm trying to take some comfort in written words.

I been feeling sentimental for days gone by. All the summers singing, drinking, laughing, wasting our time. Remember all the songs and the way we smiled in those basements made of music. But now I've got to crawl to get anywhere at all. I'm not as strong as I thought.

So when I'm lost in a crowd I hope that you'll pick me out. How I long to be found. The grass grew high, I laid down. Now I'm waiting for a hand to lift me up, help me stand. I've been laying so low. Don't wanna lay here no more.

Everything that happens is supposed to be. And it's all predetermined can't change your destiny. Guess I'll just keep moving. Someday maybe I'll get to where I'm going.
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