In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Tuesday, February 13, 2018
I'm meditating
lazy afternoon
just me, myself and I
thinkin' 'bout thinkin' 'bout nothing
while life passes me by
I'm wasting time
the fault's not mine
and I'm
confessing to the crime
don't bother me
can't you see
I'm meditating
breathe in
breathe out
thinkin' 'bout thinkin' 'bout nothing
with too many thoughts to count
I could be doing
something else
like feeling sorry
for myself
don't bother me
can't you see
I'm meditating
I could be self-medicating
like I usually do
I could be masturbating
(I know you're thinking "ew")
I could spend time creating
masterworks of mind
I could be cultivating
something with this time
instead I'm
inhaling
exhaling
thinkin' 'bout thinkin' 'bout nothing
forget about failing
I'm right at home
I'm in the zone
where I don't think
'bout what's unknown
don't bother me
can't you see
I'm meditating
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