Think about this
Everybody needs a pillow
Yeah the fluffy thing on which we rest our head
I'm saying everybody needs a pillow
...
I burn
the depths of my soul ache
not for you
the way it had been in the past
...
I saw a picture of a barrel
Pointed directly at me
Without taking the time to know me first
It had already sealed my fate
...
arms bared for protection
often aimed in the wrong direction
but all is well when the direct effect
hits someone you consider less
...
have I really fallen
or am I just getting up
every time things get going
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My fingers itch to stroke the keys
To make magic begin with what I believe
To inhale the nature that surrounds us all
To tap away new life that's at my beck and call
...