a work in progress...
drifting through these open streches and the hollows of this life
maybe soon I'll find direction or a cause.
As of late I've been preoccupied with nonproductive stuff,
but ....where I come from that's an...
Morning falls and once again I'm left to sit and scratch my head
Perhaps today will be the day I wanted yesterday
And I know about these times if I'd-a brought my many minds
Monrning comes and all my life hath blends the same
It's getting a I'm alone
and I can't find my way back home
restless hours they all shimmy to this...???
A will without and to undo,
My mind has nothing left to lose
Restless house they all shimmy to this...??
