diary of a post-high school dreamer

terminal velocity

I planned it out neat, but plans saw their defeat by the artist
wandered city streets and decided that staying is pointless

gotta succeed. have i forgotten how?
when the pressure's on, the usual shortcuts'll slow me down
sure told me. I got the idea now
but after a couple of hours, the same old song's still coming out
started scaring me, like i've been going no place
after a couple of weeks, still never once mentioned, and that's okay

needed release to escape from the leash of my orbit
put miles on my feet, saw places in dreams but never slept

job finished, let's go! I'm finally ditchin' town
but i'd come back and tear it down, yeah, i'd be twice as proud
asked what do I need.. maybe turn around
think some intrusion will set 'em moving till they all fall down
or maybe retreat. head for the coast
where i belong, cause life is short, gotta make the most

dug the sand from the trees and I built up a beach in the forest
swam down oceans deep just so I could meet the sun at rest

green scenery. southern puget sound
found some friends to party with, and the music's loud
my inner peace. mind's in the clouds
i'll wrap them around me just like a blanket, and i won't come out
plant a seed. learn new beliefs
come and see, we're not under stars, we're in between





(i will probably change the 2 lines that remind me of 'bee girl' and 'the world at large'. but for now, my apologies to ed and isaac brock)