the more we focus on one particular thing the less we can see
it’s the simple things like a good chin scratching that make life worth living
just because someone seems to be stuck, we should still see their potential
on days overcast one can pretend time stands still and just be lazy
what we understand relies on what we have learned and still remember
getting lost in thought is the perfect antidote to a sped up world
we like to pretend every now and then that we’re living our dreams
we want our freedoms but are afraid of chaos when lines disappear
it’s a paradox that frozen, icy windows make one feel cozy
our stories are shaped more by the passing of time than by the events
uptown jack 