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The Same Song
I coat my days in days gone by,
Regretting things a child couldn't control
I ignore impending change until I can't,
And then wing it all, hinged to no plan
I collect my hopes in hot air balloons
And heedlessly unfurl the tethers
I love with every cell in my body
Then drown in fear that I've loved too much
I keep my volume at a murmur,
Too timid to disturb the existing soundwave
I dip into too many genres for just one song,
Overwhelmed by who I am and who I should be
I let my imagination take the reins
And kick my feet up in the backseat
Leaping from rewind to fast-forward,
I often forget to just press play
For better or for worse,
I've played this song before
For better and for worse,
I am the same song
Played over
And over again.
© Jaz Rogers
Regretting things a child couldn't control
I ignore impending change until I can't,
And then wing it all, hinged to no plan
I collect my hopes in hot air balloons
And heedlessly unfurl the tethers
I love with every cell in my body
Then drown in fear that I've loved too much
I keep my volume at a murmur,
Too timid to disturb the existing soundwave
I dip into too many genres for just one song,
Overwhelmed by who I am and who I should be
I let my imagination take the reins
And kick my feet up in the backseat
Leaping from rewind to fast-forward,
I often forget to just press play
For better or for worse,
I've played this song before
For better and for worse,
I am the same song
Played over
And over again.
© Jaz Rogers
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