I was running when I should of been walking.
Hearing instead of talking.
Waiting before seeing.
I could the clock not abound
Why did I miss the sound.
Feet toward the ground
Head in a field of clouds.
Was it dessert bound.
Flounder to a ground.
Life makes space and time
......
I was running when I should of been walking.
Hearing instead of talking.
Waiting before seeing.
I could the clock not abound
Why did I miss the sound.
Feet toward the ground
Head in a field of clouds.
Was it dessert bound.
Flounder to a ground.
Life makes space and time
......