you can turn it flip it shade it shift it do whatchu want however with it all it takes is just a little creativity we learned from dawning of existence look at us as we were children imagining things as we wanted not as they would seem so i can see the parallel fact becoming fairy tale all the while a picture paints of you sitting pretty but i predict as you go on foundation makes a building strong and lack of it will put you on your knees so score the points get there first give it all you've got don't let it get personal never mind the ones you hurt you knew the game you were playin' you knew no matter what you say and you got just what you wanted out of me i see it now through your disguise all of the lies, lies, lies liberally used to make me compromise liberally used to make me compromise

somewhere far away, deep in my mind i've been searchin' and scramblin' and tryin' to find it i know it's still here reach, reach, reach reach, reach, reach reach for it stumbled through the darkness is it always such a struggle for happiness maybe it's a little bit harder when you take a good look at yourself 'cause i tried to be what they wanted to see but i can't take this if i have to fake this then i turn away... no, instead i'll reach, reach, reach (somewhere far away deep in my mind...) reach, reach, reach (i've been searchin' and scramblin' and tryin' to find it...) (i know it's still here...) don't stop reachin' surely there is something left.

i am scraping my mind for things i should say but why is all that i can come up with of late it's coming on November the leaves have remembered to turn but i am still in mid march running through the snow and our hearts unaffected by the cold we were warm, warm we were warm, warm i remember to say things are crazy would be crazy, it understates this place, this time in which i'm trying to situate all my efforts to break the hourglass reasoned the contents safer in my hands, but sand just acts like sand and escapes my fingers stubbornly i linger in mid march running through the snow and our hearts unaffected by the cold we were warm, warm we were warm, warm i remember

today is Tuesday and i feel like a progression must be made been stumblin' around somewhere far off, out of sorts and irritable no good to anyone because i feel washed up, like used goods pre-owned value decreasing as the years pass it's funny how i always have to be pondering can't wait for the morning when i wake up and days aren't just days they're like those scenes i love in movies that tickle my belly in a way that makes me cry oh, today is Tuesday and i feel like a progression must be made is it over, is there more or am i just so-so have i become have i become is it over, is there more or am i just so-so have i become an average joe... today is a day i could've lived if only i'd stop thinking so much about living today is a day i could've sewn into you surrendering my self-serving sense of reality oh, is it over, is there more or am i just so-so have i become have i become is it over, is there more or am i just so-so have i become an average joe... ..................................................................... ..................................................................... ..................................................................... ..................................................................... ..................................................................... ..................................................................... ..................................................................... ..................................................................... ..................................................................... ..................................................................... ..................................................................... ..................................................................... ..................................................................... ..................................................................... ..................................................................... ..................................................................... ..................................................................... ..................................................................... ..................................................................... ..................................................................... [place for me] it's dark here inside don't bother the blinds Christmas is gone, we all filed into our cars and carried on to respective warmth what is this deep familiar swelling in me wrestled sleep to the point where all that's left is to sit up in bed to dream dream i am rewinding is there still a place for me still a place for me the more and more i go along i pick up things and never learn when to let them go life just gets heavier this doesn't seem to be happening to others and i am rewinding is there still a place for me still a place for me