Black Sheep

I’ve had enough of all the clichés
Out of sight is out of my mind
I’ve had enough of all the life-changing advice
They invent to pull the wool over my eyes
I’ve had enough of all the clichés
The thought that nothing is even enough
I’m fine until the fears — they catch me unawares
Creep up and start to whisper sweet nothings in my ears
I’m sending out thins tune
To places i once knew
To all the people i have lost
I’m sending out this tune
To another space and time
To another day in my life
I’ve had enough of all the clichés
Sticks and stones they never break me in
But every single word, no matter how absurd
Leaves the faintest trace under my skin
I’ve had enough of all the clichés
I don’t assume the things i cannot see
I try not to be rash — to ponder all the facts —
But false conclusions always seem to jump to me
I’m sending out thins tune
To places i once knew
To all the people i have lost
I’m sending out this tune
To another space and time
To another day in my life
Makes no difference
When i try
The numbers all
Multiply