Ive been here before
Around this little world
Words carrying my weight
The new sights
The old pains
The new clothes
The people just look
And laugh and talk
She didnt look
Didnt bother to speak
It was all I could do
To keep from looking weak
And falling on uncertain terms
Its always changing
From one second to the next
The color will be there
Always piercing my eyes
Making me look
Making me see
I can feel myself go
This little world holds me down
Just breathe me in...
Breathe in now...
And hold me in
Take me around
Spin me there
Drop me down
Let me be in it
Let me be
Let me be painted
And colored with glee
To be tainted
Unable to see what I mean
The light shines off me
Reflecting my color
Climb the shrouded tree
And look out over
Over the mountians
Into the setting sun
See my eyes
See that I am the one
Who knows for what...
But I am the one
On top of my mountain
Or maybe just a little hill
Or maybe in a well
Just depends, my friend
On what view you take
When you look upon me.

::March 4, 2003 04:24 PM

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