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Respite from the Chaos
The time and space in which I fill has become…busy
Don’t get me wrong I do not start my own poor sad song
I just lend my words strong to press through the throng
To break through the madness and for a moment be still
Things are good and productive
I have things to show for my time
I just find myself today a bit weary
My eyes don’t see too clearly
I am quiet to all those who are near me
I just need a moment
I would love to sleep just a few more hours
Or sit and just do nothing but ponder
To let my mind roam free and just let me be me
Let my mind’s eye open wide if only just to see
To take in air in my lungs and …breathe
That is all I need
My time for rest has not yet come
In fact I will not see it for a while
My commitments have made me a slave to activity
I go on in the work of my own captivity
There is no one at fault but me
So for a moment I hold and bring to my mind a short rest
A respite from my day until I finish my quest
To come home one day and feel in my chest
That I don’t have to go scurrying along just like the rest
That my life will no longer be too…busy
But instead will be rather quite easy
Where the feeling of my day is nothing but breezy
Sounds good right? Is anyone with me?
Don’t get me wrong I do not start my own poor sad song
I just lend my words strong to press through the throng
To break through the madness and for a moment be still
Things are good and productive
I have things to show for my time
I just find myself today a bit weary
My eyes don’t see too clearly
I am quiet to all those who are near me
I just need a moment
I would love to sleep just a few more hours
Or sit and just do nothing but ponder
To let my mind roam free and just let me be me
Let my mind’s eye open wide if only just to see
To take in air in my lungs and …breathe
That is all I need
My time for rest has not yet come
In fact I will not see it for a while
My commitments have made me a slave to activity
I go on in the work of my own captivity
There is no one at fault but me
So for a moment I hold and bring to my mind a short rest
A respite from my day until I finish my quest
To come home one day and feel in my chest
That I don’t have to go scurrying along just like the rest
That my life will no longer be too…busy
But instead will be rather quite easy
Where the feeling of my day is nothing but breezy
Sounds good right? Is anyone with me?
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