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All the time I think way too hard…
I’m so glad I don’t have to drive a car
What if peace spread like War and SARs
What’d 24 hours be like on Mars
How many feet is far
What’d the world be like if it was always dark
Would it be cooler to be a whale or a shark
What’s with my attraction to all these girls
When all they have are looks that spark
Poverty, hunger, love and power – the world’s extremes
Throwing me off the mark – stark
And why oh why oh why am I addicted to all these things
Relationships, adrenaline, booze and shooting stars
My mind is running but my heart feels stuck in the tar

All the time – I think way too hard
All the time – I think way too hard
Nah – no longer – I’m going to put thoughts second for the time
I’m going to tuck away my obsessions
And start to follow the beat of my heart – no second guesses

My heart has my mind dreaming
Through the warm and the freezing
Leaning on nothing but my meaning
It’s beating on through the rain, snow and sleeting
Changing like the seasons only when won by reason
‘Cause it’s unknown when it’s buried in stone
Even if sparing will take me further – further gone
I’m the martyr for my heart that’s bold

All the time I think way too hard
What could I get if everything was sold at Wal-Mart
How much would it cost to fill a shopping cart
How come life can be so hard
Every bulls-eye is impossible to hit – so small
I’d need a warhead dart
Would I be happy when my T for tombstone said RIP
If life was just one big TRIP
Why do people squeeze a fruit that’s sour patch kids
When the juice isn’t worth the squeeze – tart
What’s the path of a name on a business card
How quick does a Drug Dealer turn NARC
And why oh why oh why do I have to watch my back
When I swing on the swings, climb on the jungle gym, and walk in the park
Where would I go if the Seas I could Moses part
Who will be with me to the finish from the start
Are all the definitions right, e.g. smart
How beautiful is Joanna on the harp
If home is when I’m with you
Why am always flying away so far
What would Edward Scissor Hands do if his blades weren’t sharp
Who is the best driver in the world – in Mario Kart
And why oh why oh why should I think before I speak if it’s from my heart

All the time – I think way too hard
All the time – I think way too hard
Nah – no longer – I’m going to put thoughts second for the time
I’m going to tuck away my obsessions
And start to follow the beat of my heart – no second guesses

My heart has my mind dreaming
Through the warm and the freezing
Leaning on nothing but my meaning
It’s beating on through the rain, snow and sleeting
Changing like the seasons only when won by reason
‘Cause no one will ever know when it’s buried in stone
Even if sparing will take me further – further gone
I’m the martyr for my heart that’s bold

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