roaming notes

no one promises anything like the things you’re promising me, so my suspicions are simmering, even though I wanna believe

and if the benefits outweigh the consequences it implies, is that enough to sway my mind?

do I have a fickle integrity? do I have a fickle integrity? I like to think I don’t, but I just might

so, who’s that guy in the looking-glass, staring at me, like I’m a fool? I used to think I knew him, but that time has passed it’s like jumping from a plane with no chute

and as the ground is racing up to meet me, I have time enough to reconsider what I’ve done

the dance is erratic and raving at best, it resembles a flame, but mostly I’m not as much a flame as a moth

End over end over end over end,

over and over and over again

You and me, tumbling free,

rolling - snowballing - down a hill

End over end over end over end,

over and over and over again,

more alike all the time,

This blog will be used for posting some of my song lyrics from time to time…