Maybe I'm OK

©2009 TRUspeak Independence

I grew up on a small planet, lessons of life
became specimen types used up on the soft granite.
I saw famine, destruction and death.
My trust in the flesh became a lost phantom,
But nothing would press, the buttons of stress,
I'd run to success, I could see how much of the rest
of the tunnel was left. I thought I knew what to expect,
I thought that once I had left, the sunken depressed
words would feel like getting punched in the chest.
You could say I blame the parents.
Specifically the person who had made awareness
Of the self more important then the great experiment
Life, and the way that I see things
We live inside the Mind of the greatest that we bring.
I used to shy away from the bee sting
But better than getting killed by an agent disease, sing
Like a bird in the cage, I'm concerned we can think
Only just enough to wonder what is perfect and worth it

I live a life inside the mic and love the words and the you
Whoever you may be, I'm determined to grow
And these words from the soul I'll learn to control
Cause before I thought Love was just a Murder She Wrote

I've considered it before, a mission to explore
Or simply another instance to ignore
More quickly than before I've felt the pressure rise
One look into your sexy eyes, I'm mesmerized
And one look into the depths of your mind, I see the thoughts roam
You want more than a picket fence and a lawn gnome
You love more than the fifty cents and the walk home
I touch your skin and sense your strong bones
Fingers gently caressing my lost soul
To your heart slow, I march though
My head in the sky, feet stepping in line
One foot, in front of the other I want to discover
You, but you backed away and now I'm buzzing with wonder
I have to say I'd love to be lovers, a matinee
A couple drinks and ride out under the sun
Now that's a day...

I live a life inside the mic and love the words and the you
Whoever you may be, I'm determined to grow
And these words from the soul I'll learn to control
Cause before I thought Love was just a Murder She Wrote

My poet mind, it opens and releases truth
So if you see it on the page or in the song,
I've seen it too, but only after the fact,
Your greens and blues, its like magic and that
is how I seem to have to react... but listen
I'm only speaking from the dreams and the trust
Position with your feet and I touch, resistence
Until I ease in the seams and we breathe in a hushed consistant
nature, I still smell every different flavor
to me you're just a distant neighbor,
And believe me when I tell you what you mean to me
The path through the mountains, the trees and leaves
changing like your beauty in the scenery
I seem to be, living in another dimension
A universal truth I've learned to come to consensus
With my self that if you're gone maybe its ok
And baby I'm ok..

I live a life inside the mic and love the words and the you
Whoever you may be, I'm determined to grow
And these words from the soul I'll learn to control
Cause before I thought Love was just a Murder She Wrote


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