05-26-2013, 09:21 AM
A Field of Indifferent Clocks
Come sit with me,
It's nice out.
Let your worries be lifted into a cloud.
Sweat your anxieties to the depths of your tee shirt.
There is a field I know of where we can lay
The feeling is so strong you'd think you have to pay
Blades of grass change colors from brown to green
There is a hole in the ground where the ants all convene
My hair, your hair, our hair is blowing in the breeze
Those selfless clouds gave us just what we need
The clocks are indifferent so we have some time
We can kick off our shoes and just unwind
Life can be a little stressful for us
So we sit and watch it, we're curious
Clouds move faster than our hearts
The sun is melting holes in them, tearing them apart
I am unsure of just how I feel
All I know is that I am healed
At least in these blissful moments of the last hour
I can feel it in my veins that this world is ours.
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Come sit with me,
It's nice out.
Let your worries be lifted into a cloud.
Sweat your anxieties to the depths of your tee shirt.
There is a field I know of where we can lay
The feeling is so strong you'd think you have to pay
Blades of grass change colors from brown to green
There is a hole in the ground where the ants all convene
My hair, your hair, our hair is blowing in the breeze
Those selfless clouds gave us just what we need
The clocks are indifferent so we have some time
We can kick off our shoes and just unwind
Life can be a little stressful for us
So we sit and watch it, we're curious
Clouds move faster than our hearts
The sun is melting holes in them, tearing them apart
I am unsure of just how I feel
All I know is that I am healed
At least in these blissful moments of the last hour
I can feel it in my veins that this world is ours.
www.facebook.com/matthewcattie