My World

Turning out the world

See you at the reboot

Shaking in my bones

Paying for the real truth

Falling in the shade

Hidden from the plastic

Losing every trace

Turning out too spastic

 

So call me up I've got an extra hour or two

Spending my time in the sunshine with nothing to do

People always coming, saying that I should make up my mind

And you tell me tell me to stop wasting my time

 

Opening a window

to let in some fresh air

Running out of my space

But nobody cares

Beating out the sick kids

who play with there trombones

Running through the wind

But I'm runnin all alone

 

So call me up I've got an extra hour or two

Spending my time in the sunshine with nothing to do

People always coming, saying that I should make up my mind

And you tell me tell me to stop wasting my time

 

And I think ya got somethin

somethin to say

Oh do you want to play, come and play?

And I think ya got somethin

Something to bring

because the birds wanna fly, but they also wanna sing.

 

So call me up I've got an extra hour or two

Spending my time in the sunshine with nothing to do

People always coming, saying that I should make up my mind

And you tell me tell me to stop wasting my time

Reviews

[Tobias Wall]

I'd be interested to see what style of music you'd put this to, if indeed that's what your intention is...