Times are changing and the trees re-arranging. I've set on this swing of life many of times, but nothing seems to rhyme, i wish i could sway like the grass beautiful and free, i wanna scream at the top of my lungs and i want the world to hear the speck of dust that is me. We can float on in this autumn breeze, just you and me. We can make friends with all off the leaves. I want to open the worlds eyes im tired of this disquise, closed minds down in the dumps. I dont want to see the stranger standing next to me cry. Its like the pitter-patter of the midnight rain eating the ole rusty tin roof away. We can change this, there is music in my heart its true. We are gonna survive this and fall down in the sea of blue, we just swim away into the unknown, and well never get lost because weve got eachother, and it is there the seeds will forever grow.
April 7, 2009