As the days flutter by
i am at a standstill
questioning myself
if my destiny is fulfilled
trapped as a prisoner
a victim of time
i have been here so long
i assume living life to the fullest as the crime
living out each day
as if it were the last
i have already done so much
shocked by how little time has passed
my search for life itself
is the unlawful deed i have committed
locked in a timeless cell
where no one else is permitted
if life is not to be lived
what are we all here for
to wonder in the waking of each day
what destiny has in store
i so not want to be someone
who goes to work and comes home
watches TV and does it all over again
i do not want to be alone
i want to experience new things
paint the colors of spontaneity with words
tell others of things they'd never dream of doing
does that sound absurd
shall we be doomed to regularity
each sky be shaded gray
must we be afraid of change
are we all sentenced to live the same way
it is apparently so
we must live in the mundane
i myself couldn't do it
thats why i am insane
i will wait here
trapped in my cell
when things will change
i cannot tell
i want to taste life
experience, love touch, and feel
i want to know the difference
of what's make believe and whats real
they cant take the desire from me
no way, no how
I'll be anticipating that day
and i will wait here, for now
