Sometimes I fly and other times
I crawl too close to the ground
Some dawns I stay awake
And wander like a cat in heat
In that d*mned hour when the bars
Sometimes I live, and other times
My life slips away with what I write
Sometimes I search for an adjective
That scratches your heart
To the sea of your misunderstanding
I don't want to blackmail you
And sometimes I tend to rest
My head on the moon's shoulder
And I tell her of that inconvenient lover
And sometimes I tend to rest
My head on the moon's shoulder
And I tell her of that inconvenient lover