My thoughts become blurry when I sleep or stay still too long
These fast pauses of time become all too real
Have I waisted have I wasted too much time?
I'm not where I thought I'd be ten years ago
All my plans have gone awry
We all turn around, unlost and unbound
Their choices have been unwound
Lizards climb up the fence post
I try to say hello but they seem to have no care for it
There is a beauty in them though
I wonder if they notice it, are they just creatures, just creatures
We all turn around, unlost and unbound
Their choices have been unwound
He does not wish upon the stars anymore
He cannot see the light beyond the open door
His pretty girl won't lead him up once more
All has been lied into one line