Michael Milosh - Straws

Caught a buzz with a close shave
You saved the day yet you missed your wave
Asleep at the wheel
The deeper you sleep
The better you feel

A hell of a lot of opinions - with very little to say
People develop, have and hold, the hardest chiseled frames
Spouting "these are the good" and "these are the bad"
And other false claims
A child's hood
A re-wound dream
So I can get serious
So I can come clean

You know you dump on someone's interests
When you go calling them that word
Just 'cause they have an ear for a sound that you haven't heard
So leave room in your equations for all the other answers too
'Cause one plus one sometimes doesn't only equal two

While the questions stay the same
We find the answers always change
And while the answer turns a page
All those questions still remain

As you fuss with playing fix it with peoples hard earned ill's
You forget that your bed of roses
May be someone's bag of nails
Now I know you've got conviction with your version of the truth
Let's not grasp another straw until we've seen a little proof

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