something so basic
a sorry sight
i can't imagine how i could fail to get it right
where was i at the dawn of time?
who was supervising what became of our brand new souls?
got the will to fight
got the urge to do what i like
what good is that now?
what use is this light?
why am i so surprised to misinterpret all of the signs?
all i can say
somewhere something's happening
can you wait to describe me till i'm my best?
when i'm at rest
i can give away this life
but it's never as easy to receive it
get what you want
something so perfect
somewhere before the flaw of being it at all