so i guess i take my time

The lines on my face move faster
than on my brain, then on my brain
and in my spine i also search, you're welcome
But find no gold, no silver, only water and dirt
These days have been utterly perfect, my crops grow
Spirit tells me I have a spirit
Preacher tells me lies
I feel I've missed something everyone else has
Sadness lives alone, no one talks about it, like ever
Every time I try to try for what you have
I remember wanting to be different
I wonder not where the answer is but where I left the trail
I believe in less than nothing
People make me feel good when I have something to say
When I am occupied like a buzy street
Now that I have time to think, I forget what I think like

Hum