XII. Subterranean Brain

Well I'm a bit oblivious
When I'm sitting on the train
Cause I'm trying really hard now
To somehow rearrange my brain

Oh I can be surrounded
Packed like sardines in a tin
Yet I'm still somewhere lost in space
Watching all those planets spin.

Yeah my thoughts are going way off track
No I can't control my mind
So I'm just sitting here alone
While the wheels all squeal and grind

Sometimes I try to figure out
Why I do the things I do
Or how I get myself
Into the moods in which I stew

Then I might start analyzing
All the ways in which I've failed
And when I've gotten to this point
Well my head has been derailed

Yeah my thoughts are going way off track
No I can't control my mind
So I'm just sitting here alone
While the wheels all squeal and grind

I just want to go unnoticed
And to stay out of the way
Nobody I want to sit and talk with
I've got nothing left to say

The list of stuff I need to do
Continues growing long
My urge to run and seek escape
Is really getting strong

That's when I slip into those dreams
Which take me far and wide
The settings, characters and plots
Become a thrilling ride

Yeah the stories they come rushing back
Oh the characters that I find
When my worries all have flown
And I've started to unwind

My thoughts have gone so far off track
Into that beautiful mess of mine
Now I'm sitting here with company
And I'm feeling mighty fine

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