Nobody,
is ever gonna find it.
I gotta,
slow down,
or else I will get blinded.
I’m not worried,
I oughta.
Nobody,
has ever wanted my trust,
I oughta,
slow down,
but I don’t wanna bind up.
I’m not hurried,
I wanna.
And he said,
“Come back,
from the dark,
I know what you’ve been looking for,
and you’re never,
gonna find it,
as long as you’ve been blinded.
It’s too bad,
you can’t go back to start,
I know what you’ve been looking for,
but I swear it,
is only but a part,
it’s not what you’ve been looking for.
That something,
is only but a spark,
it’s the flame that you cannot ignore.
But you mustn’t,
go towards the dark,
I swear my son do not depart.”
And I said,
“But I’m so depressed and I’m so stressed with,
what I got,
if it’s all for naught.
And I’ve still been livin’,
but I’m givin’ in,
and I don’t know what to do.”
“Love what you got,” he said,
“You’re livin here and,
no one knows what to do,
we’ve all been livin’,
in this spinnin’ wheel but,
feel we’ll find a way through.”
“But I’m so sad,” I said,
“I’m sorry for those,
soiled, soul-searching days,
I hope tomorrow,
will be better but,
somehow it winds up the same.”
“It’s not so bad,” he said,
“You’re livin’,
you’ve had lovers,
they have loved you.
Stop feeling sorry,
for your sullen heart,
and tomorrow might just be blue.”