Tuesday, May 5, 2009

yellow line

i sat on a dull stairway, wondering whats out there
i cant seem to be aware
staring with red eyes at a landscape
it upsets me, i need to escape

theres black paint on the floor
whats happening? nobody's here anymore?
no honey, nobody walks through this door
i dont know what i'm here for

run running and never stopping
feel the rain, the sun peeling my skin
you cant stop me, not anyone
its just me, the rain and the sun

i walk slow on the desert highway
i had the chance but i throw it all away
the cars that passed me said i lost my mind
as i try to act sober, walking straight on the yellow line.

mama i'm sorry, you didnt raise me this way
i promise you i'll be home someday
papa i feel the strain on your neck
but i have to go now and never look back

as i run running and never stopping
feel the rain, the sun peeling my skin
you cant stop me, not anyone
its just me now, the rain and the sun.

written by: me.

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