I exercise
in
futility,
it
keeps me fit
and
makes me thin.
I
venture out
into
the bleak light
on a lark,
on
a random whim.
You
overwhelm
my
sense of balance.
I
hold it tight
keep it close
and control it within.
This chemistry
can
only create
more
disbelief.
You call the shots
you hold all the reins tied to me.
Yours is the voice of uncertainty,
where is this path you are leading me?
Some sort of twisted methodology,
I may be deaf but I still can see.
Yours is the voice of uncertainty,
where is this path you are leading me?
Some sort of twisted methodology,
I may be deaf but I still can see.
Yours is the voice of uncertainty,
where is this path you are leading me?
Some sort of twisted methodology,
I may be deaf but I still can see.
Yours is the voice of uncertainty,
where is this path you are leading me?
Some sort of twisted methodology,
I may be deaf but I still can see.
