pay attention, this is important.

Hear my voice
Did you really hear me?
Hear my voice
I don't think you see me
And you think you know me
Did you really hear me?
Would you really know me?
And you think you see me
Hear my voice
And you think you know me
But you don't hear me
And you think you know me
See me
And you don't know me

so much to say and no right to say it.

so there it is...

a moment of truth.

.a lack of colour.

and when i see you

i really see you upside down

but my brain knows better

it picks you up

and turns you around

turns you around

turns you around

if you feel discouraged

that there's a lack of colour here

please don't worry lover

it's really bursting at the seams

absorbing everything

the spectrum's a to z

this is fact not fiction

for the first time in years

and all the girls in every girly magazine

can't make me feel any less alone

i'm reaching for the phone

to call at 7:03 

and on your machine 

i slur a plea for you to come home

but i know it's too late

i should have given you a reason to stay

given you a reason to stay

given you a reason to stay

given you a reason to stay

this is fact not fiction

for the first time in years

today i will.

time is fleeting and ever more evasive

the list of to-do's ebbs and flows and though things get done, it never seems to be decreasing...

when does one get the time to stop and think through the day, all days, the past and the future, the present even...

when do we have the time to think to ourselves, really just to ourselves, and make the considerations and evaluations required to continue along this list of to-do's...

when does the needing and begging and crying and humming and hawing and all the talking to ourselves get done?

when can we voice our concerns, our problems, our fears, our THOUGHTS out loud?

to no one but ourselves...

to an empty room...

...i guess we add another to the list...