Motion Sickness

There is nothing for which I am responsible
Just this baggage I’ll keep carrying on as if
I had someone
OK, maybe there is a woman somewhere
Who’s still thinking of me
Or a girl with coal black hair
Who’s haunted in her dreams
But what they’ve seen, well it wasn’t me
It was just some lie that they slept beside
I kept this from them
But I can’t keep this from you
So will you look for me
In that strange, bright place
Where the statues bloom in the park
They don’t need no rain
Because how I ever got to you, I have no idea
It’s like some secret door, well it just appeared
So, no matter what I do from now on with my time
You will always stay here in my mind
I am certain of this and I am not certain of anything
So I want to get myself attached to something bolted down
So that these winds of circumstance won’t keep blowing me around
From when I land to when I leave
There is enough time to sleep and sing
I keep running around, when all I want is to lay motionless