Trying pointlessly to understand,
having nothing to say.
Just shadows and what remains boxed inside.
This is what I call my enveloped ideas.
Singing out my enveloped ideas.
Doesn't
seem all too bad.
Hoping it would be easier.
To sing out my
enveloped ideas.
Why should I carry this platter?
Did it just pass me by?
And does one cleave right on the edge?
I have an empty dream this year.
My ideas.
Singing out my
enveloped ideas.
Doesn't seem all too bad.
Hoping it would be easier.
To sing out my
enveloped ideas.
Singing out my
enveloped ideas.
Doesn't
seem all too bad.
Hoping it would be easier.
To sing out my
ideas.
Singing out my enveloped ideas.
Doesn't seem all too bad.
Hoping it would be easier.
To sing out my enveloped ideas.
Singing out my enveloped ideas.