The Dreamscapes Project

why do I always feel like the sound a chair makes as it's dragged across the floor why do I always feel like the sound a chair makes as it's dragged across the hard wooden floor the trail well worn leads right over me details of the war lack the urgency of the emergency at hand as I try to understand what you found true you say nothing's wrong but can't look up at me I fear I either care too long or feign apathy about this epiphany you've had within the symphony of sad that surrounds you roll with the flow but it just follows through and I don't know where to go unless I follow you and I'm feeling a bit insane cause I'm trying to explain I'm feeling left behind but I just want to shine just want to live a little bind my words with the thoughts I've created shine never fight to settle I'm tired of standing up so you can just drag me down all stars are born within a darkness drought they drown are mourned though just the wick is out and it feels like me and you and if this is all we're gonna do just shoot me now cause its fear I fear that is killing you you tear at bare skin till you get through and there's nothing left but hurt you say that all the words just pollute the sound why do I always feel like the sound a chair makes as its dragged across the floor why do I always feel like the sound a chair makes as its dragged across the hard wooden floor