Wednesday, February 3, 2010

the world of the useless

the whole world spinning fast
nothing's ever made to last
I stand caught up in the past
as nothing stays the same

the people walking by
keep their heads turned to the sky
I will never catch their eye
only play into their game

they never understand
that I'm sinking in the sand
and when I reach out for a hand
they all just slip away

for every line they cross
I must pay a higher cost
I wander 'round, forever lost
as the sky above turns gray

they all will shine a light
on every line that I should write
until it means I'm up to fight
but I'm not holding any gun

I'm stretched across the miles
between the sobbing and the smiles
I will face a hundred trials
until I know I've found the one

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