Or if it's needed in order to explain.
I don't believe, but I don't really care.
I shoot the breeze and listen everywhere.
There's a man who doesn't know, can't tell.
But he understands when I say, "I'm always right."
And he wonders about his life.
There'll be a surpirse or two waiting for him.
I worry apathicly
And listen for the silence of the heart.
My mind is the box I think out of
And I'm at home when I'm with the freaks.
I blow my mind when I find the reason for this rain.
Simple directions and phone calls never end.
When you write to calm your soul
You will find that time is nothing more than a fight.
There's a man who doesn't know, can't tell.
But he understands when I say, "I'm always right."
And he wonders about his life.
There'll be a surpirse or two waiting for him.