i dont care
who fills the time,
who fills my notepages
it doesnt matter
what brings about the tuesdays
from light to night
from star to right.
to wrong
to sight
its all the same.
no hand to soothe a selfish pout
i dont care.
no tooth to bite a childish hand.
i dont care.
no palm to solace a soured eye.
to blind the light
protect from the air.
i dont care.
here or there,
its not important.
itll always be
in a fevered mind.
one foot in the galaxy afloat
one digit in the water
hydration to soar,
somewhere else.
not here, for sure.
and i dont care.
i dont care
that cryptic notes fill the hours
and that slight off kiltered feelings...
sour.
havent even got the time to devote
a rhyme to it.
i dont care, i dont care i dont careidontcare.
signed,
a liar.
[ 06 December 2001: Message edited by: drea ]
who fills the time,
who fills my notepages
it doesnt matter
what brings about the tuesdays
from light to night
from star to right.
to wrong
to sight
its all the same.
no hand to soothe a selfish pout
i dont care.
no tooth to bite a childish hand.
i dont care.
no palm to solace a soured eye.
to blind the light
protect from the air.
i dont care.
here or there,
its not important.
itll always be
in a fevered mind.
one foot in the galaxy afloat
one digit in the water
hydration to soar,
somewhere else.
not here, for sure.
and i dont care.
i dont care
that cryptic notes fill the hours
and that slight off kiltered feelings...
sour.
havent even got the time to devote
a rhyme to it.
i dont care, i dont care i dont careidontcare.
signed,
a liar.
[ 06 December 2001: Message edited by: drea ]
