It's not right
When I think about what I'm doing
All that has happened
Good and bad
I wish you knew what it's like
To encourage the burdens of life
I can't make everyone happy
I can't even be happy
chorus:
The same faces
Different places
The same situations
Just different rotations
(Just different rotations)
One small thing I wanted to happen
Has turned into many
And none have taken place
The ideas I set into motion
On pages of notebooks of nothingness
Do not have an end
And I wish I never thought of anything
What I write eventually comes to pass1
1 In reality, however, this is not necessarily true.
Dad's Day 2005 |
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