We are all looking for some quieter days sometimes, to make list of things we want. What do we need, are they long lists of the things we can have, or are they more like wishlists we make for the day. During a conversation with some friends we were all talking about what we wanted from life, and I kept thinking about these disposition you feel that you don't know your life well enough to know what you need. All I need sometimes is a packed luggage and a ticket to fly off somewhere, and amidst all the craziness the capability of writing with no distractions. My musings and a list of all I need.
All I Need
There are times when I knew things wouldn't work
Knowing the outcome, was my only perk
That the things we try are just too hard sometimes
To find meaning to , to even look for a rhyme
All I need sometimes, is to know I have been around
In your mind as a smile, even if I left quietly without a sound
Won't you play the game and just close your eyes
That where ever you need me to be, you have me in your mind
I stand beside you, in more than just a page
In more than meaning, in promises of past days
We are "best before" no fixed times, we are constantly unearthed
We live with no deadlines, we are words that simply take birth
I know all you want to do sometimes is leave your troubles behind
Travel where the world doesn't want you, and there is nothing on your mind
In the soft whispers of the day, as you may end your week
I hope you keep looking for just the same, as I look for all that I need
All I Need
There are times when I knew things wouldn't work
Knowing the outcome, was my only perk
That the things we try are just too hard sometimes
To find meaning to , to even look for a rhyme
All I need sometimes, is to know I have been around
In your mind as a smile, even if I left quietly without a sound
Won't you play the game and just close your eyes
That where ever you need me to be, you have me in your mind
I stand beside you, in more than just a page
In more than meaning, in promises of past days
We are "best before" no fixed times, we are constantly unearthed
We live with no deadlines, we are words that simply take birth
I know all you want to do sometimes is leave your troubles behind
Travel where the world doesn't want you, and there is nothing on your mind
In the soft whispers of the day, as you may end your week
I hope you keep looking for just the same, as I look for all that I need
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