Prophet
Writing out another story, I can't clear my head
I could not make anything relate to what I said
It all seems so disconnected, never quite all there
Seems that I can not project it, as if I should care
And if I fail again this time
I might just stray out of line
I'm not trying to be a prophet
I'm just trying to speak my mind
Mourning hours are drawing nearer, laying in my bed
It seems that I should take a walk to ease my weary head
The movement helps my brain awaken, activates its gears
When I'm rattled, firmly shaken, validates my fears
And if I fail again this time
I might just stray out of line
I'm not trying to be a prophet
I'm just trying to speak my mind
Let me roll again, I don't like what I've been given
Sold again, what is not is still unwritten
I confess, let me see those dice again
I could have been a doctor
Let me roll again, I don't like what I've been given
Sold again, what is not is still unwritten
I confess, let me see those dice again
I could have been a doctor
And if I fail again this time
I might just stray out of line
I'm not trying to be a prophet
I'm just trying to speak my mind
I could not make anything relate to what I said
It all seems so disconnected, never quite all there
Seems that I can not project it, as if I should care
And if I fail again this time
I might just stray out of line
I'm not trying to be a prophet
I'm just trying to speak my mind
Mourning hours are drawing nearer, laying in my bed
It seems that I should take a walk to ease my weary head
The movement helps my brain awaken, activates its gears
When I'm rattled, firmly shaken, validates my fears
And if I fail again this time
I might just stray out of line
I'm not trying to be a prophet
I'm just trying to speak my mind
Let me roll again, I don't like what I've been given
Sold again, what is not is still unwritten
I confess, let me see those dice again
I could have been a doctor
Let me roll again, I don't like what I've been given
Sold again, what is not is still unwritten
I confess, let me see those dice again
I could have been a doctor
And if I fail again this time
I might just stray out of line
I'm not trying to be a prophet
I'm just trying to speak my mind
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Writer(s): Willem Cowan
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