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Poetry...
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Reason
By Jason Kleeberg
I sit here, in my room, still can’t find a reason…
Falling from heaven like, snowflakes in the air…
Every time I try and close my eyes, eyes, eyes…
I still see it there…
I’ve been down a million roads; I’ve been down the paths…
Looked up at the streetlights and known that I was alone…
Taken looks at truths and known it’s not fair, fair, fair…
The seeds have been sewn…
I know that I’m a wreck
It must have been a wreck
I still can’t find a reason…
I know that it won’t last
I know that it can’t last
But I can’t find a reason…
I know I’m looking for something but, I can’t figure out what…
I think I’m walking somewhere but, I must have lost my mind…
There’s nothing else to do, but go on, on, on…
Still looking for something, something I have to find…
Last week someone passed me, and told me this…
Luck turns like the seasons, chance turns like hell…
Standing on the ledge of a cliff, looking down, down, down…
I turned to him and told him “oh well”.
I know that I’m a wreck
It’s probably a wreck
And I can’t find a reason…
I don’t think it’ll last…
Tell me it won’t last…
Help me find a reason…
Reason
By Jason Kleeberg
I sit here, in my room, still can’t find a reason…
Falling from heaven like, snowflakes in the air…
Every time I try and close my eyes, eyes, eyes…
I still see it there…
I’ve been down a million roads; I’ve been down the paths…
Looked up at the streetlights and known that I was alone…
Taken looks at truths and known it’s not fair, fair, fair…
The seeds have been sewn…
I know that I’m a wreck
It must have been a wreck
I still can’t find a reason…
I know that it won’t last
I know that it can’t last
But I can’t find a reason…
I know I’m looking for something but, I can’t figure out what…
I think I’m walking somewhere but, I must have lost my mind…
There’s nothing else to do, but go on, on, on…
Still looking for something, something I have to find…
Last week someone passed me, and told me this…
Luck turns like the seasons, chance turns like hell…
Standing on the ledge of a cliff, looking down, down, down…
I turned to him and told him “oh well”.
I know that I’m a wreck
It’s probably a wreck
And I can’t find a reason…
I don’t think it’ll last…
Tell me it won’t last…
Help me find a reason…