I’m trying to squeeze out what’s left
There’s something else to go and free
It’ll fly like birds over the sea
I’ll just need to close my eyes and open my mind
Take me to places I want to be
This rhymes awkwardly
But this is just right
To ears that not just hear but listen
The clock is ticking
But not in a hurry
I’m enjoying every while and moment
Embracing this till it becomes a memory
What a joy it is to be somewhere
Alright, just be spontaneous
You’re moving, traveling three hundred and sixty degrees
Don’t map it out just go and flee
The journey’s almost over
Told ‘ya there’s more
Soon I’m back to reality
Tomorrow again I’ll let it free
First posted at 360 Degrees Multiply Nov 1, '08 11:33 PM