Someday I will show you guys the song this goes with, it is disturbingly beautiful. I have not named it yet.
Something just doesn’t feel right.
Lookin out the window I don’t recognize
The sounds and the surroundings.
There’s been a mistake I’m on the wrong bus.
I must have gotten on the wrong bus this morning;
These directions I’m going they seem utterly foreign.
I could ride this bus
For its entire route and bear it
Or wait for a stop and bail out.
It’s packed and loud n’ I’m gettin’ smothered by the crowd.
I usually take the 404 but now I’m on the 44,
Must have been day dreaming as I walked through the door.
Stumbling I see many people surrounding me.
So many words I can’t make them out.
So many faces I can’t even focus.
Words directed at me
They clash with others in the atmosphere.
My words become louder
There is a struggle in the air.
The loudest will conquer.
Stop talking so much all you people.
I can’t even register my own thoughts.
I don’t want to hear
disharmony in your voices.
Blah Wha Blah Blah Blah
I can’t hear what you’re saying to me.
I’ll just have to create a scene!
Look at me I am crazy, don’t you see!?
Slow down will never do you really want to
Unless you can if you feel so damn anymore
©A. Brandford 2007