Don’t you come too close to me, I flirt with everyone And I flirt with them the same as if they were the same person. There’s no discrimination to my taste. I like to get a feel a little deeper than the skin; Assuming that I’m sure before I take a step within Is a misled method that’s led me astray. So I play a little, stir the pot To figure out just what you’ve got. You know how I love blue, but how it changes so dramatically depending on the lighting. I’m running round the world, trying to keep a dream in mind Of my one hundred, but I keep hitting so many ninety-fives And to succumb to its demise sometimes becomes only too tempting. I had my heart broken, broken, broken, Now the compass arrow’s pointing everywhere and nowhere; I’ve no direction So I’m running round the world Finding out about all I didn’t know. I remember knowing that I felt so sure, sure, sure But if I can’t have what I want I want nothing more But my body’s still a body still is burning And some days all day I spend the hours feeling only yearning. But something I have to do to move on if this won’t change. Yes, it still holds me inside but the scenery becomes a different stage. My body’s moving on while my heart still drags behind. So I dig into each pair of eyes just like a hopeless miner Looking for no treasure, but to understand the crevices and lines That line the walls – of you, not of my mind, For I know those all too well, indeed they’re all I’ve ever known. I’ve hit posts or human bodies, and by my veils off been thrown So now I go around the world in hopes I will be realigned, No longer seeking what I’ve found, what is not out there to find. 08/14/11
Around the World
