Tuesday, October 4, 2011

binoculars

Forget what I think
the world knows

Forget what's behind us
it's all about the day

Don't mind the kocks at the door
unless it's me behind the frames

Don't mind the restless voices
they've got no validity anyways

we'll be okay
we'll be great by the way

The better part of me is you
having that is all the sense I could ever use