TALK ABOUT THE TREADMILL
Putting words together so that they will form a melody
In a heart that wants to rhyme
Sentences that complement each other almost perfectly
From another place and time
I walk within the treadmill
I do not make a sound
I'm waiting for my love to come around
Giving all of my attention
To everyone i've ever loved
In the need of intervention
Or a hand from up above
Magic in the sense of living life the way it's meant to be
When i touch you in my sleep
This planet is a place of love and hate as far as i can see
I have both inside of me
So many times i've wondered
If i will ever learn
Just to find it less and less of my concern
Giving all of my attention
To everyone i've ever loved
In the need of intervention
Or a hand from up above
All i have to do is mention
What i do in times of war
It was never my intention
Giving you a last resort