Lost Today
I’ve lost my head
I’ve lost my way
I can’t come out to play today
I can’t find the words I want to say
My pen is dry my paper plain
My thoughts are here then gone again
I simply feel that I’m not myself
I’ve left all common sense upon the shelf
Perhaps I’ll leave it all till tomorrow
Cos today all I can do is look out the window
And reflect on what’s going on in my head
So much safer to stay in bed
Cup of tea and a good book
Take my mind off the things that look
Impossible and out of reach
Tomorrows another day
And I’ll tackle it come what may
But today I’m just chilling to Gil Scott Heron and here I’ll stay…
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