two separate places
walking at different paces
taking up empty spaces
I am in this world
I am not of this world
misunderstanding the oneness of this world
it all comes down to you and me
we can't be friends
so just let it be
you don't know what love is...
I am free
your emotions tangle
as your guitar jangles
you yell at yourself
in desperate tones
call yourself stupid
your ignorance groans
you hate yourself
my blues do moan
I can't have any part of you
I need people around me
that love true things
yes,searching & seeking the truth
feeds the soul like a new thing
learned,each one teach one
you I would love to burn
but, in my kind way
I shall live full & free
of you,just let it be
no smoking,see
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