Feels like I'm behind the glass
Watching all the pretty pictures pass
You may think I'm crazy
Others think I'm lazy
What am I to do?
Just sit here and wait for you?!
Something must be done
Maybe I'll call someone
Who is to know what the future holds
I'm not gonna wait 'till the bread molds
Find something to do
Steal away to Timbuktu
Cure the loneliness inside my heart
Treat depression with some art
Walk down halls that define me
Up to closed doors with no key
In my jar is where I'll be found
Forever hopeful, I am bound.
Watching all the pretty pictures pass
You may think I'm crazy
Others think I'm lazy
What am I to do?
Just sit here and wait for you?!
Something must be done
Maybe I'll call someone
Who is to know what the future holds
I'm not gonna wait 'till the bread molds
Find something to do
Steal away to Timbuktu
Cure the loneliness inside my heart
Treat depression with some art
Walk down halls that define me
Up to closed doors with no key
In my jar is where I'll be found
Forever hopeful, I am bound.
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