Give Me A Map

write

down.

write out

hum a soothing soulful sound.

can't I get lost,

lost again?

board that train

with no regards till when.

figure things out.

give me a sign.

I don't have any land marks

and I feel I'm running out of time

I look down the line

and back in time

'cause I cant take now.

I need out of this mind

what makes us feel?

what makes us know?

what makes life real?

and who makes us whole?

nobody knows.

no one's future is told.

where's the fun in that?

eventually your plans unfold.

just like your clothes.

the ones you put in your suitcase,

and bring on the road.

but oh well.

let's not put on a show.

we'll just go.