Walking through the clouds of my own imagination
I tried so hard to be like you, your perfect creation
But life throws out the keys of truth with material devastation
Permanent destruction for a limited elation

And I’m tired now
I’m tired of being me, myself and you

A shattered identity, identical reality
Tiptoeing to tow the line of happiness neutrality
And every time it feels like I finally have found me
Over and over again a painful endless finale

And I tried now
I tried being me, myself, and you

Things seem so black and white until they mix to grey
So many things I wish that I could say
I loved the way you hated but like withered rope I fray
Loose ends never to be tied, life serves an empty tray
And these hollow words I pray
Will today be a happy day?

Sometimes you wonder your purpose in this wild little world
Scared to make the wrong choice that will cause your life to spiral and swirl
But now I see it’s better to decide than to stall
Cause a wrong choice don’t matter to a supernaut at all

You can ponder, you can shout, you can scream, you can yelp
You can beat your fists ******, yeah that’ll sure help
I know it’s hard to come second again and again
But second place don’t matter when you’re a travelin man

You can fester in the misery or evolve with the times
And if it makes ya feel better put your story in rhymes
Cause even I feel I’m ways from my home, and I think to myself “Am I destined to roam?”
It gets to a point where it makes me feel blue
But remember what Sharpe said, “home is wherever there is you”.

From city to city, from town to town
Now state to state we’re going all round
And if it don’t work out and it just don’t seem fair
Keep movin’ along and you’ll make it somewhere