Around the World

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Don’t you come too close to me, I flirt with everyone
And I flirt with them the same as if they were the same person.
There’s no discrimination to my taste.
I like to get a feel a little deeper than the skin;
Assuming that I’m sure before I take a step within
Is a misled method that’s led me astray.
So I play a little, stir the pot
To figure out just what you’ve got.
You know how I love blue, but how it changes so dramatically depending on the lighting.
I’m running round the world, trying to keep a dream in mind
Of my one hundred, but I keep hitting so many ninety-fives
And to succumb to its demise sometimes becomes only too tempting.
I had my heart broken, broken, broken,
Now the compass arrow’s pointing everywhere and nowhere;
I’ve no direction
So I’m running round the world
Finding out about all I didn’t know.
I remember knowing that I felt so sure, sure, sure
But if I can’t have what I want I want nothing more
But my body’s still a body still is burning
And some days all day I spend the hours feeling only yearning.
But something I have to do to move on if this won’t change.
Yes, it still holds me inside but the scenery becomes a different stage.
My body’s moving on while my heart still drags behind.
So I dig into each pair of eyes just like a hopeless miner
Looking for no treasure, but to understand the crevices and lines
That line the walls – of you, not of my mind,
For I know those all too well, indeed they’re all I’ve ever known.
I’ve hit posts or human bodies, and by my veils off been thrown
So now I go around the world in hopes I will be realigned,
No longer seeking what I’ve found, what is not out there to find.
08/14/11