Living in a false reality
Constructed by my flighty poetic songwriting mind
If I knew more today than I knew yesterday
Then I'll know more tomorrow than today
If I knew more today than I knew yesterday
Then I'll know more tomorrow than today
How do I live, knowing that I'm going to be a fool today?
How do I live, knowing that I'm going to be a fool today?
How do I make the right call?
Back up against the wall
When I know that someday I'll think that that call was wrong
Mmm....
Sometimes things can be wrong
Other times other things can be wrong
At all times all things can be wrong
It all cascades like a trauma wave
Ensnaring the mind with it's quick riptide
Losing the surface with no sight of land
Floating Bubbles
Floating Bubbles
Looking at all the pretty bubbles forming up in the foam
Looking at all the pretty bubbles forming up in the foam