All messed up and nowhere to go. If you are tempted you may want to head down to the local mall, there is a voice in your head that is saying if everyone is doing it, it must be right. But the question to ask is what are they doing? You jump up and down on the chairs like a spoiled rotten litle boy and you scream for our ice cream, and your mom comes running in the room with a big bowl of cherries. What are you doing. All your life you have asked the question, does the facet really run when there are no dishes in the dryer? You crave the heart of a little happiness because you feel if you just reach that point in the road there is no coming back. So...
You pack up their things and you say goodbye to them because today is a new day and you have a big agenda on your horizon tomorrow and that is to get a good night sleep, but you awaken to a drunk man siting on the foot of your bed with nowhere to go, so you send him to the local church to sober up. He sneaks in and sits where the preacher is supposed to sit and is asked to sit closer to the stage, as he feels the five beers he had last night wearing of and he comes to his home where he is asked to drink five more beers and is then sent off to the local church to sober up again.
This time he gets it right and sits where he is supposed to sit as a young girl approaches him and ask him if he would like to dance. He tells her, my face book is waiting at home and all this time I was waiting for the priest to show up and when saw them I feel at his knees because I knew that he would send me home to pray and to read my bible because tomorrow is now and the pasta I had last night wasn't enough, I have to see the pasta man face to face because when I see him I'll get a head start at setting my feet back on the ground because there is a time to sing and there is a time to dance but if I look you in the face right now I may forget who I am until the overtaker comes once again to remind me that the distance between me and everlasting joy is the difference between me and the news report that is being played in my ears right now, so..I'll forget that I own you and pretend that there is something is right between the world and I..cumbya.
You pack up their things and you say goodbye to them because today is a new day and you have a big agenda on your horizon tomorrow and that is to get a good night sleep, but you awaken to a drunk man siting on the foot of your bed with nowhere to go, so you send him to the local church to sober up. He sneaks in and sits where the preacher is supposed to sit and is asked to sit closer to the stage, as he feels the five beers he had last night wearing of and he comes to his home where he is asked to drink five more beers and is then sent off to the local church to sober up again.
This time he gets it right and sits where he is supposed to sit as a young girl approaches him and ask him if he would like to dance. He tells her, my face book is waiting at home and all this time I was waiting for the priest to show up and when saw them I feel at his knees because I knew that he would send me home to pray and to read my bible because tomorrow is now and the pasta I had last night wasn't enough, I have to see the pasta man face to face because when I see him I'll get a head start at setting my feet back on the ground because there is a time to sing and there is a time to dance but if I look you in the face right now I may forget who I am until the overtaker comes once again to remind me that the distance between me and everlasting joy is the difference between me and the news report that is being played in my ears right now, so..I'll forget that I own you and pretend that there is something is right between the world and I..cumbya.
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