Theres a cover to dreams
that's so enclosed in falling…falling..
deeper in love.
It rains on friends of mine
roads can fly
and fish can dive
No news No news
One can never get it.
One never understands other peoples problems
Just compassion and listening.
A little undisclosed help, nothing else.
You see…. I don't give a shit.
Something inside of me know, feels and breathes
that everything will go ok in the end
If it's not ok, it's not the end.
And having that said…
my words seem thiner than air
and my thoughts lower than ground.
I really don't give a shit.
We all know that you'll get by with a little help from your friends
chose them wisely.
Try to pick you inner self…Jesus, Buddha, any one who inspires you.
Chose them wisely….and you'll get by…with a little help from yourself