I am crushing me, but I see the person I could be. Behind the smile… I guess I’ve faked it for a while. If I can’t find me, how will you find me? Worlds apart. Space between us. All is static, automatic, No one changes, time demeans us. I am watching me through another set of eyes that I can’t see. No control, so give the dice another roll. If I can’t find me, how will you find me? Worlds apart. Space between us. All is static, automatic, No one changes, time demeans us. If I can’t find me, how will you find me? Pull the thread. Let it unravel. All is waning, none remaining. Even mountains turn to gravel. If I am not me, I can choose the person I will be. But who to choose? And what do I do when I lose? Chorus I am crushing me. I see the person I could be, but I am bound To watch imposters claim the higher ground. Chorus Copyright © Ray E. Toler, Jr. All rights reserved.      

Tagses: pop,downtempo,vocals,introspection,self (we can link these up later)

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Worlds Apart
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