Modern Color
I’m Not Part of It
Guided only by instinct, my vision impaired
By the hunger lust to be home again
Blindsided by my own missteps
But I see the world so differently
Calculated and cold
But the world sees me so differently
Just a head to be sold
Not again, I yearn to see progress
But the progress lies within myself
When did I get so jaded?
You were there, my world was blue
I could see it, what I wanted to be
I could be it, you eat the lonely in me
Keep me safe, let me stay
I'll sleep in your lungs, pull at your tongue