May 14, 2005 23:26
Because how I ever got to you I have no idea.
It's like some secret door, well it just appeared.
So, no matter what I do from now on with my time.
you will always stay here in my mind.
I am certain of this and I am not certain of anything.
So I want to get myself attached to something bolted down,
So that these winds of circumstance won't keep blowing me around.
From when I land to when I leave there is enough time to sleep and sing.
I keep running when all I want is to lay motionless.
its just so hard to remember how to live.