Room-hang
Verse 1
As the world is spinning I'm thinking "what now?"
I've got lots of why, When and where, but how?
Past years feelings have turned into dust
Kind of like Iron turns into rust
Chorus
I'm not that bitter
I feel no remorse
I ain't no quitter
I get back on the horse
I might get in my room and hang
And my mind's truck drives again
Cause life's gone like a Boomerang
It always arrives again
Verse 2
Sometimes I feel like I'm running with rage
Or maybe it is just coming of age
It's better to cherish what you've got
Than sitting around by yourself and rot
Bridge
Sometimes clouds are just like minds
like clever words one never finds
or a book you never wrote
Somehow I get the feeling
that life's hidden meaning
is written on a washed out note
Everything seems like a waste
and every thought has been misplaced
Was it worth thinking anyway?
It's hard to take anymore
Just like a rock sent out to shore
When I know it's already sinkin anyway
