Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Hopes and dreams
Rivers and streams
Boats slowly sailing
Come in between the real world and me
Got to forget to remember to play it naturally
Come out of your shell, what’s that you’re protecting underneath
Consider please, a little less dignity
If playing it safe means keeping it boring
Hopes and dreams
Rivers and streams
Boats, are always sailing through coming
In between the real world and me
I never was as good at jumping right in
Making all new strangers into ten new friends
But that doesn’t mean I don’t want ‘em
again and again
It’s like “I notice you don’t have too many friends”
I’m just deep that’s all, just deep into myself,
Reading all the books on the library shelf (so deep)
Working on the newest project that nobody can see but me
Hopes and dreams
Still, deep rivers and streams
Boats sailing, just passing through
Coming in between the real world and me (and I let ‘em)