I'm removed If not hidden from view… Completely removed No one cares about anything at all And never has I'm removed From the scenes of the accidents And the power sensed As my absences wore thin on you I'd say I wish that I was open And I wish that I did care Of the few predictions that were spoken The one about love's call shook me from my chair I'm a taste of something that went bitter from sweet And a sinner if your god were to see That I moved from once having shelter and sense To living daily as if the world might cease
I'll improve If not cast as rude might as well improve With social ties that just might be built on lies I'll swoon At the sight of it I'll Improve On this thankless mood And apologize More than 80 times As my human crimes wear thin on you I'll say
I wish that I was open And I wish that I did care Of the few predictions that were spoken The one about love's call shook me from my chair I'm a taste of something that went bitter from sweet And a sinner if your god were to see That I moved from once having shelter and sense To living daily as if the world might cease