ready to pack my bags, and leave my name behind.
find a new me,
a new place,
a new outlook.
i often ask myself,
"christopher, why are you so complicated?"
I answer with a wry grin.
"I ask myself the same thing sometimes."
come and save me from myself.
red rover
red rover
send madness right over.
give me my sleep back.
give me my words back.
give me my desire.
my life is in a coma.
today is only a reflection of tomorrow.
every corner is the same.
new names same faces.
i know that life isn't easy.
but i never knew it was so uncomfortable.
my wrinkled skin betrays my age.
my tight lips eclipse my smile.
nobody should ever be comfortable all alone.
put me on a train.
take me to the sea.
let me start over.
give me the chance to do it right.
to do it my way.
my life'e vending machine is offering so much new.
so much excitement and adventure.
but i spent my last quarter on you.
throw me in a bar fight.
give me a high speed chase.
push me out of an airplane.
my life is seriously lacking adventure.
what's worse is,
i'm becoming used to it.
dating? tried it.
love? fell deep into it.
lust? been consumed by it.
give me serenity.
show me necessity.
cover me, in spontaneity.
my eyes have lost sight of my dreams.
and my will to search has diminished.
i sleep on the floor.
i play the bongo drums.
i listen to my music.
i won't let anyone inside.
i don't know why.
but i wish i did.
i'm out of place.
out of thought.
out, of my mind.
row
row
row your boat gently down the stream.
merrily
merrily merrily
merrily,
life is but a dream
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