I'm hummin this song to myself
Sorry if I seem a little strange
Got my baseball hat on backwards
Sorry if I sing a little out of my range
Just leave me alone for a moment
I'll entertain the whole damn earth
A vinyl record in a CD player
I tell ya - that's what I'm worth
Everything in the world is there
But there doesn't seem to be a way
To make you hear the song I'm hummin
To make tomorrow turn
Today
I'm playing this imaginary guitar
I'm playing it extremely well
My jeans are ripped and my shirt is tight
My eyes say I got something to sell
So if you give me a chance to stand
Your ear right on your ass
I'll make you sit down stand up baby
And your heart will break like glass
But I'm only hypothetical
Rhetorical all the way
I know I can never deliver
What I promised you
Today
The movie that I made in my head last night
Filled with bright lights and dark sounds
Woke me up with tears and a shiver
Coz it went so far out of my bounds
And I smile to myself but never to you
Because I'm afraid that if I see
You smilin back for any reason
You might be laughin at me
So I scream the most important things
To me - but I just get in the way
Because maybe you'd like to hear it
You might like what I've got to say
I can't make tomorrow turn today
Can't deliver that promise today
But you might like what I've got
Like what I've got to say
Today
Monday, May 4, 2009
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