He was never sure of the decisions made before he found a way to take control of his head He would run in circles just to past the easy hurdles and his thoughts became the hurdle instead He was often close of letting go of what he chose but the simplicity built into a maze He would stay inside for hours knowing that the slightest move would get him interference for days
We are not controllable You won't find us here There will be no one We are searching every cloud Hoping to appear under the same sun
Now he has decided he will not be all divided by the sentiments that bring him to his knees He is getting tired of illusions undesired showing up and pulling him out of piece He has found a button that his mind has all forgotten and by pushing it the monsters go away Now his only worry is to make up in a hurry something else to take the lead in his play
We are not controllable You won't find us here There will be no one We are searching every cloud Hoping to appear under the same sun
Tell me how I clear this confusion of mine After this How do we go pretending we haven't changed? After this After this