By simple definition I'd be scattered
Oh, where do I begin?
Well I'm stuck within the mortal framework
Of having to use words
And I, I've never been one
I've never been one, incompleteness
My attempts to say never find their way, nah uh
Then inconsistency is inconsistency
Within this conversation, yea
Sometimes, there's no limits and
Sometimes, I'm a mother, I'm a brother and another
Sometimes, I'm scared, sometimes, I'm a hero
Sometimes, mostly I'm just me
In some regards, I'd use the term eclectic
The merging of experience
And different points of view, oh yea
Well I think, I learn, I listen and
I sift my way right through
And I, I'm always the one
I'm always the one with fascination, yea
My attempts to say never find their way, nah uh
Then inconsistency is inconsistency
Within this conversation, yea
Sometimes, there's no limits and
Sometimes, I'm a mother, I'm a brother, I'm a lover and another
Sometimes, I'm scared, sometimes, I'm a hero
Sometimes, mostly I'm just me
Sometimes, there's no limits and
Sometimes, I'm a mother, I'm a brother, I'm a lover and another
Sometimes, I'm scared, sometimes, I'm a hero
Sometimes
Sometimes, you know there's no limits and
Sometimes, I'm a mother, I'm a brother, I'm a lover and another
Sometimes, I'm scared, sometimes, I'm a hero
Sometimes
