Dec 27, 2005 18:29
You can’t fool me.
You're crazy.
You're making lists daily,
but they don't help the nights on your own.
You're starting to realize
you can't always organize
yourself.
All you want is to rest
outside in the West
but the hills rise just enough
to hide every sunset
and keep you wondering what it could be like.
You're playing it safe.
You're in line, holding your place,
and keeping all your receipts.
Inside, your will
is jumping over,
and rolling down hills
before the sun is gone again.
I see it in you like I saw it the first time we met.
I see it in you like I saw it, so soon, the first time we met.
You're loose and
you're dancing.
You're running around glancing
at all of your opportunities.
You've fueled all your tries
with a gallon of lies
to yourself.
All you want is that light
to guide you to what's right
but your eyes, shadowed by doubt,
cannot focus on the sight;
though it is shining in, and heating your face.
You’re chasing the winds.
The currents, making you spin,
are tossing you toward a puzzle piece future.
But how you want to act
is to take charge
and burn your hand on the wax
before that light is blown out.
I see it in you like I saw it the first time we met.
I see it in you like I saw it, so soon, the first time we met.
I have decided to wait.
I've decided to wait.
I have decided it is my duty to wait.
Oh, how I'm stupid.
Oh, how I'm thinking of this all late.
The mysteries I hold keep me awake.
It is time to rest with the sunsets.
It is time to follow some light.
I'm going nowhere at this pace.
There's a part of what I want to be
inside everyone I see
but all I need to be is me.
I'm playing my hands
in these foreign lands,
and finding how well I make it out.
But I'll always return
to the family I've earned
of those I can still find myself in.
I see it in you like I saw it the first time I met you.
I see it in you, like I saw it so soon, the first time I met you.