Quickness (4/10/08)

There’s a word in your mind
That keeps you occupied
With the thoughts of the thoughts
Of one me

And I’m tired and I’m sleeping
In the quiet you can’t see me
And I’m talking so fast
You believe

I can’t stand I can’t lay
I can’t say what to say
So I’m done with this now
This still game

So say what you want
I don’t care if you flaunt
Every trait that you think
That you got

I just want a stillness
A place where my will is
Respected as part
Of the list

So I wrote oh so strange
For you both in this day
And I’m sorry we’re
Never arranged