This time it makes me feel lost
It's like...I'm on this open plain of nothing.
And there's this far off melody
Keeping my mind occupied.
...
Drinking, sinking, drowned.
This is the last place on earth I'd expect to find you.
Let's flounder in flight like fish in a barrel.
Dodge bullets to disprove the norm.
...
Well. I write this stuff simply cos I'm bonkers. There... hope yer all happy now. I admit it. Nuts. The mental kind. Oh, if the stuff doesn't make sense to you, then it's not supposed to. Cos you're not nuts. See. Told ya.)
Circles
This time it makes me feel lost
It's like...I'm on this open plain of nothing.
And there's this far off melody
Keeping my mind occupied.
Almost like I've been here before.
That is because I have.
And I hope
that it floats down a different stream this time.
And I imagine
a different plain, and a different melody
and far off nothing
But far is too far
And off is not on
And this time I'm lost
It's like...I'm on this open plain of nothing.