it’s kinda sad
the looks on their faces
so stressed & worried
by these unfamiliar places

they can’t relate
and so they sit’n debate
my happiness & sanity
obsessed with who they think i should be

i can’t be mad
i can only be true
can’t relieve their minds
by the things i say or do

they’ve never been here
their home is their fear
and i guess that shelter suits’m fine
but my peace comes from a different kind

maybe i’m bad
but we’re all gonna die
and if it’s not the things you love that kill you
it’s been the things you wouldn’t try

i’m not concerned with changing minds
they were never my minds to break
i’m far to busy being true to me
to be bothered by what is fake

the fields are green
and everything i need
and when the trains zoom by
i smile at their speed
i fly somewhere high
to drop a little seed
the kind of life i’m livin’
is the one i choose to lead
it’s not in the books they’re used to
but it’s a hell of’a one to read

the fields are green
and everything i need
and when the trains zoom by
i smile at their speed
i fly somewhere high
to drop a little seed
the kind of life i’m livin’
is the one i choose to lead
it’s not in the books they’re used to
but it’s a hell of’a one to read

“i’m doin’ fine watching shadows on the wall…”

by JTW
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