More than once
I've sat to write these words
And each time
They don't belong to me
I know only one thing
Anymore
And I'm not sure
What it means
Are there few words
To fall from my mouth?
Are there few visions
To drop from my eyes?
Are there few sounds
To fill my ears?
Are there few questions
To stop my mind?
I've never been too good
At capturing a moment
They're always
Slipping out of my hands
I've never made a point
To show it
But I hope you'll
Understand