Lyrics

Sometimes this old pen, writes on its own
if I hold it a certain way in my hand
times like these are like a blue moon
painted in movies, and the cowboy cliche
the page was blank, until this sentence
it might just flow, if I had some influence
I?m sitting here trying, way to hard
I should relax for a while
I?ll be back, goodbye

OK I?m back now, how have I been
It?s been a few days, do you have an ear to lend
?cause I can?t stop writing
and to listen is to be my friend
not thinking too much
I?m just holding the pen

The battle plan has changed
though your thoughts remain
propaganda has told that lie
they believe you and so do I
But I?m on this side

I know I?ve been uncomfortable lately
the potential for them to attack me is likely
awkward feelings and split in talks
conversations never seem to walk
they?re crawling in a shelter of my thoughts

Your in my space
get out of my face
cross me again and I?ll draw a line
and another line
and another line
and I?ll keep on drawing lines

But I?m on this side