An understanding

Stormy weather...I think it's the best
maybe that's why my life always seems it's a mess
And although I know I shouldn't complain
I just sit here and mope...waiting for the rain

I know I'm different, from all of the rest
I like the worst and they like the best
But the rain is the fun, a spoiler of sorts
It drags down the world..and slows up their sports

I don't mean to be a damper, sound rash, or be mean
I just can't stand this worlds pathetic regular routine
Same old same old, day after day
just once I would like to be able to blow it away

And I know I've been rambling, and sound kinda dumb
But I'm sick of this crap (up goes my thumb)
I'm out...yes right now, I'm done forever
And I'll hitch hike my way on and on...until never






















A wisper floats on down through the wind
and it seems with a label and tag I've been pinned
That's all I see....so far
But just for kicks...old times sake, let's raise up the bar

I know what you know, but don't see in me
Yet I'm not sure for what reason you stay not flee
Time for twenty questions, all in a row?
Well..we don't have to..I'll take my turn then you go

You've stated before, that it's your desire to know
What I see happening in the future, where I want this to go
I said I'm not sure, and I ain't
but I'll be honest with you, I will Taint'

I really think, as you seem to know
that I want to continue, on this road and grow
Into whatever may flower in time
Or prevail from this, throughout it's prime

I'll "stay put", as long as I do
I guess I can't be anymore truthful with you
But seriously, I think, this could go a ways
It just depends on how many years, months, weeks, or days

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