Walking these streets, deyavu
been here before, si señor
had this wine once, yes oh yes
got drunk on it, maybe not like now
change yesterday, today, tomorrow
try to keep up with you change, I can’t
how about I sit on this couch
while you run about this strange life
go through the motions
and step unsure
knowing that it will figure itself out, this thing
it always does
I’m curious though, who are you?
because I don’t remember you
my memories seem to quickly fade
you seem fun, are you?
you’re kinda skinny, don’t you eat?
you’re kinda cute, may I kiss you?
or why doesn’t everybody
and why are we here?
i have to drag you
and your rightful choices
one and many times I do
why do you sabotage me, I wonder?
do you sabotage, or do you help me grow?
you like hiking, I bet, I do too
let’s go for a hike
whirl around on the grass like in the movies
you seem sane, have you lost your mind?
what mind, you ask. what’s in a mind?
By tuttysan © 2007
