| Sometimes I feel like turning away from everything that I know
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| Cos I can wake up today and see a fork in road
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| But then it takes me to say, I gotta get a good hold
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| On everything that I prayed for
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| Cos I played for the chance to win the life and everything I was made for
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| So why it got me feeling like my train is delayed for?
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| Thinking of disappearing like I’m going away for… (how long?)
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| But I stay for… (for what?)
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| For all the peeps in my life that need me
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| Especially when they are finding that life ain’t easy
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| I could compare it to them losing their sight completely
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| Can’t see the writings on the wall it ain’t like graffiti
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| I try to tell em' bout the things I feel might defeat me
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| And show em' how I overcome cos they might believe me
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| But they ain’t know about my pain cos I’m quite discreetly
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| Standing on the shoulders of everything right beneath me
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| But it can feel like it’s too much
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| Energy is depleted my resources got used up
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| And all I really want is my momentum to boost up
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| But looking in the mirror my reflection’s like, «you suck»
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| And shopping ain’t the answer, I ain’t buying some new stuff
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| What is the point in owning something I get no use from?
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| Cos' all I see is the need for something that’s really different
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| Like an unplanned detour
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| Sometimes I feel like turning away from everything that I know
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| Cos I can wake up today and see a fork in road
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| But then it takes me to say, I gotta get a good hold
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| On everything that I prayed for
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| Cos I played for the chance to win the life and everything I was made for
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| So why it got me feeling like my train is delayed for?
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| Thinking of disappearing like I’m going away for… (how long?)
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| But I stay for… (for what?)
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| Because I guess I don’t like change
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| And everything I’m looking for is out of my price range
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| And I don’t wanna worry all my friends and my family
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| And make em' get mad at me for leaving so rapidly
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| I got responsibilities and other commitments
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| Impossible to handle them if I’m at a distance
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| And tell me what I’m gonna do with little subsistence?
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| And I am so familiar with my current existence
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| And could it be I only need a little assistance
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| Some positivity that I can see is consistent
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| I guess I should continue with a little persistence
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| And don’t be quick to give up when I hit some resistance
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| And try and keep my head up and to practice resilience
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| But I am sick and tired of societies' systems
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| So all I see is the need for something that’s really different
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| Like an unplanned detour
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| Sometimes I feel like turning away from everything that I know
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| Cos I can wake up today and see a fork in road
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| But then it takes me to say, I gotta get a good hold
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| On everything that I prayed for
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| Cos I played for the chance to win the life and everything I was made for
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| So why it got me feeling like my train is delayed for?
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| Thinking of disappearing like I’m going away for… (how long?)
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| But I stay for… (for what?)
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| Sometimes I feel like turning away from everything that I know
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| Cos I can wake up today and see a fork in road
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| But then it takes me to say, I gotta get a good hold
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| On everything that I prayed for
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| Cos I played for the chance to win the life and everything I was made for
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| So why it got me feeling like my train is delayed for?
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| Thinking of disappearing like I’m going away for… (how long?)
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| But I stay for… (for what?)
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| «You win some and you lose some… I guess the trick is figuring out which is
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| which. |
| Sometimes you’ll only ever know in hindsight… and at other times,
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| you’ll see those potential victories, or losses from a mile away,
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| like an eagle in the sky. |
| We’ve all probably felt that we’ve bitten of more
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| than we can chew; |
| sometimes just by being here… and most of us may have felt at
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| some point, to just get up and leave everything behind, to start afresh.
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| So what stops us? |
| Is it that we’re too conditioned by our circumstances that
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| anything outside of what we know is too scary to want to know. |
| So we endure the
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| pain… those promises that never mature, and the people who we burden or
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| burden us. |
| If life, and people, and opportunity were all represented by two
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| sides of a coin, why does one side seam to overwhelmingly land more than the
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| other when flipped? |
| It probably doesn’t, we’re just so used to seeing the side
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| of the coin we dislike most, we still see it even when the other side drops.
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| Lets change. |
| Blackcurrent Jazz» |