Chasing Home

First upload, probably isn't very good. I dug this up in my miscellaneous folder (forgot it was there). So these lyrics are probably very vague, feel free to interpret it any way you like.

Clouds float slowly,

Time ticks by.

I always hear

Little bluebirds cry.

These passing days

Make me feel sick.

It never ends,

It's never quick.

I'm skipping stones,

I'm chasing home.

I'm searching for

A great unknown.

I'm drawing skies,

I'm singing lies.

Knew this would lead

To my demise.

What will happen

On that day

When things will finally

Go my way?

Will it actually

Turn out okay?

Or will the skies grow dark,

Grim and gray?

I wonder this,

Mull over these things.

The stones skip forward,

I'm bound by strings.

I'm sitting here,

I'm staying still.

My life is limbo.

My dreams, I kill.

Author's Note

Sorry for the (probably) poor punctuation.

Reviews

[ANTO]

Im just glad to meet another person who has a misc. folder on their computer.
xD

You know as I read this it did become more lyrical and song-like and it reminded me of the song by Suzanne Vega 'Small Blue Thing'.
Nice one procrastin.... :D