Stream of Consciousness
I hold the map but I don't know where to go
Overthinking and underprepared
Aired it out with all my feeling
Ink and paper won't do it justice
Is it fair to say it all out loud
Out and over the bridge is burning
Inclinations of what I meant
Interrogatory marks all over
Versions of myself I don't understand
Standing here with a dumb look on my face
Looking like I'm out place
Don't you know I'm graceful
Graceful to the end
I hold the map but I don't know where I've been
Introspection won't fix it up every time
Tying knots with all my rampant thoughts
Ought to know what it is I really want
On the subject of why I isolate myself
Selfishly I can't give a straight answer
Certainty is luxury I can't afford
Ordinary is my Schrodinger's box
Oxygen won't seem to get into my lungs
Underneath my happy surface
Face the music you might like what you hear
Ear to lend to all your precious problems
List them out ad nauseam
What I'd give for us to solve 'em
Solve 'em for you
Interestingly I don't mind to listen
Feels like it's my mission
To take what I've been given
And give it back now
I don't know why I can't articulate it
But every day I hate it
I wish I could just say it
Say it to you
Overthinking and underprepared
Aired it out with all my feeling
Ink and paper won't do it justice
Is it fair to say it all out loud
Out and over the bridge is burning
Inclinations of what I meant
Interrogatory marks all over
Versions of myself I don't understand
Standing here with a dumb look on my face
Looking like I'm out place
Don't you know I'm graceful
Graceful to the end
I hold the map but I don't know where I've been
Introspection won't fix it up every time
Tying knots with all my rampant thoughts
Ought to know what it is I really want
On the subject of why I isolate myself
Selfishly I can't give a straight answer
Certainty is luxury I can't afford
Ordinary is my Schrodinger's box
Oxygen won't seem to get into my lungs
Underneath my happy surface
Face the music you might like what you hear
Ear to lend to all your precious problems
List them out ad nauseam
What I'd give for us to solve 'em
Solve 'em for you
Interestingly I don't mind to listen
Feels like it's my mission
To take what I've been given
And give it back now
I don't know why I can't articulate it
But every day I hate it
I wish I could just say it
Say it to you
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Writer(s): Jesse Abbott
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