Unfocused and you'll miss it
Somewhat lacking desire
The commitment
To just risk it
Without passion
There's no fire
A simple matter of wanting
Opposed to
Pure determination
What manifests
Through longing
Will produce the situation
Over in my mind
I can't see
How it could have
Made a difference
Though I'm feeling
Blind to the ether
Wondering why I
Have this resistance
Mornings come
And mourning goes
Just a little every day
Giving in to my creation
With no clue
Of what's on the way
I'm so finished with this dwelling
Double meaning if you please
We're both exhausted
Of the yelling
Already grateful for the peace
Over in my mind
I can't see
How it could have
Made a difference
Though I'm feeling
Blind to the ether
Wondering why
I have this resistance
Mornings come
And mourning goes
Just a little every day
Giving in to my creation
With no clue
Of what's on the way
Over in my mind
I can't see
How it could have
Made a difference
Though I'm feeling
Blind to the ether
Wondering why I
Have this resistance
Mornings come
And mourning goes
Just a little every day
Giving in to my creation
With no clue
Of what's on the way