Not enough minutues in my day
Its so weird being home love, at first everything seemed new, changed, somewhat rearranged from the bullshit I left behind, but with each day I find, that it's all really there, I was just unaware, in my excitement to find to change, to find that in some ways, they had at least moved somewhat further ahead, instead, of regressing, my blessings, are unabounded, but founded, in a harsher light, then the night, when I left, I left, I left, I dont belong here anymore, and as I try to hold onto the store, of your energy, the way you feed me, to keep me, breathing, I feel like I'm leaving, that right, to fight, for my life, behind, and i find, that I kind, of want to run away, and stay, with you, and who, shall I turn to, when you are not here, and everything that is so near, isnt here, with me, I am with me, in my own world, and I struggle for, everything, I've been looking for, and I just really dont know, and I normally dont show, too many emotions, the vast oceans that pass, my whispering glass, I let them sail straight by, its not worth ruining the high, to try to draw them in and let them out, instead they just float, float, float inside my head, telling me that heart, is broken, unwound, dead
and yet I've fed it with my dreams, and the diamonds seam to gleam, as if only the life stream, could hold us afloat, without, comparing, stairing, at other men, that when I meet, I compare, to you, it's all compared to you, yes you, who hold me strong, when everything comes a long, we can make it, take it, this world by storm, you working in the special form, that only we can be a part of, you hold my hand without looking back, and we attack whatever comes our way, and I can only pray, that it could stay this way forever, and ever, yeah and-rew, cleaver.
and yet I've fed it with my dreams, and the diamonds seam to gleam, as if only the life stream, could hold us afloat, without, comparing, stairing, at other men, that when I meet, I compare, to you, it's all compared to you, yes you, who hold me strong, when everything comes a long, we can make it, take it, this world by storm, you working in the special form, that only we can be a part of, you hold my hand without looking back, and we attack whatever comes our way, and I can only pray, that it could stay this way forever, and ever, yeah and-rew, cleaver.