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I to take photographs of things that are real
But does not come to my aid
It brings forth questions and theories I feel
It opposes and challenges my
Like why the grass grow?
The leaves and fall?
The moon that draws back all those
And how'd it get started? We couldn't
That's knowledge too to be retained

She told me that she never liked my
Call askew and a waste of her time
Instead of writing each with some meaning
All you do is lie boy, you lie boy you lie
So what if I've got my
the day is done I can say i tried
Because I stop the world from spinning
But what I can do is her out of my life

I must choose wisely the next note that I
It determines the of the strain
The rhythm, the and melodies made
It's the only thing keeping me
That's why I myself deep in each song
In that it whisks me away
But the never last long enough and the chords growing faint
And eventually the band the stage

She told me she never loved me for my music
Called it abrasive and tasteless and
Instead of each song with some feeling
All you do it boy, you whine, boy you whine
me as I won't accept her position
Turned and biased over night (over time)
I tip my head to the just grinning
darling I never loved you for your mind

I must act quickly before too late
Time is your friend nor mine
been tracking me closely every move that I make
to strike!