Looking out the window sil
I sit and wonder still
When you're coming home
When Im not gonna be alone
Days go by
Fly bye bye
Thinking Of the times
Thinking of the crimes
Over the the prime
Of the ages
Over looking
Just under
Your nose
Not Knowing
Who Knows
What everyone wants
Everyone talks the talk
But can they walk the walk
Or do they skip a few blocks
And try to mock
All the rest of the flock
Wings the same colours
Is one of the bird
But with one word
You can make it absurd
And disturbed
In every shape
Over looking
Just under
Your nose
Not Knowing
Who Knows
What everyone wants
Over looking life itself
Just under the bookshelf
Your nose sniffing the sense
Not knowing past tense
Who knows if this makes sense
Whats everyone wants is always...
Over looking
Just under
Your nose
Not Knowing
Who Knows
What everyone wants
