What Is Said

Be it broken down or beaten up is what you'll have to offer

And not a moment short of time is like a medicine

They say it heals all wounds are deep and painful, I don't buy it

But I would sell it to you for a decent price

Never would I fall too short of expectations not expected

And never should you take to heart whatever I just said

A little birdie told me something

Really, birds don't talk, but his chirp was nice

I think I gathered what he meant

What's said is not always what is meant

Breathing this fire, leaves me with no desire to be read

Reading books, I've found my eyes, they like to wander off the pages

To play with many things impertinent to my mind

Sometimes I like to sleep, it's cool, but it is overrated

I'd rather just be singing nonsense through the night

Eighteen years behind me, many more to come, I am excited

I hope I didn't jinx myself, please knock on wood for me

Or write a letter to a friend, tell them it's time to listen

To what I'm saying, but it's not said, don't let it get into your head

Just when you thought that you were sane

Like clever convicts, they came running, escaping from your brain

These words, they trickled out these fickle conversations so concerned

With rationale, I don't know how, but I think I am done for now