The Big Picture

I’m tired of seeing big picture
I’m tired of inside of my head
round and round I go and find
there’s nothing here
there’s nothing here
I want I need I feel
so much that words
just fly away
before I see them
they are behind my eyes
inside my heart
over my head
under your feet
could you move just a little
I know I could see
I could sing
I could write
it goes round and round I find
the inside of my head
there is a big picture and
I’m tired

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