Saturday, October 7, 2017

Out There

Woke up that morning in a daze listening to the rain
Listening to it pitter-patter against the roof and against the window pane
The grey turns to bluer skies--conscientiously, my motives die
It's all imprinted within the rules of what's wrong and right

I've been to the edge--walked back, walked forward and then back again
Why? I don't know

It's those feeling that you harbor which will always pierce your armor and always has all along

Out there--things can feel so strange
Out there--it's hard not to take the bait..

From a small northeastern town where the opinionated dwell
He tried and searched the Earth for a greater purpose
He searched far and wide, up, down and side to side
The world had never seemed so full--or so empty

A soul so rabid and all too skittish--would never be able to forego showing any blemish
And yet a soul so flawed and misunderstood will always having trouble acting normal when he walks on

Out there--unloading all my shame
Out there--trying to play the game
Out there--trying to rise up just like a phoenix--and not be sacrificed like a lamb
Out there--love keeps slipping through my hands..

Better off on dark nights when the wind blows against the will
Of the voices in my head
Better off when the altruistic forces show themselves in
It's not what it seems in the end

Love keeps slipping through my hands
Yes--it hurts--that love just keeps slipping through my hands

There was a time not too long ago in a distant place--where the world around me didn't seem defaced
And all alone, I keep wandering

I have looked up at the cliffs and I have thought about jumping
I have before felt this tired of life
I have before felt this tired of something

Out there--it never leaves my mind
Out there--I've had lots of time
Out there--it's easy to start feeling nervous
And even easier to take the bait
Out there--it can be very, very, very very lonely

There is just nothing--nothing out there
That I haven't seen or touched or felt or
Laughed or cried or bled for
I swear to you that I have always fought so goddamn hard

I feel so lost and alone--out there
I said I feel so lost and alone--out there
And there is absolutely nothing--nothing out there

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