It came to the time where there was nothing to say,
It was a beautiful day.
The sun divided in between two skies,
Staring at me with kaleidoscope eyes,
And through the center,
From the plains was a familiar face,
Out of the discourse of my dismay,
I spaced...
Hey, tell me what you're thinking,
I'm being, nothing more.
Why? There's no answer.
Not thinking, just being.
Not thinking, just being.
Just being.
Nothing more.
I stood up straight,
In my natural state, I reached for your hand.
But you wouldn't lend.
I thought I called you a friend.
But you deceive,
Going down a road that you've stitched out of lies,
I don't know, where you expect to survive.
Hey, tell me what you're thinking,
I'm being, nothing more.
Why? There's no answer.
Not thinking, just being.
Not thinking, just being.
Just being.
Nothing more.
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