pre-planning
care
care for caring
it doesn't work for me
I think quit before i could even begin
and yet i spontaneously
found how fast my heartbeat can race
in the thrill of the thunderstorm
over us the skies were gray
but i've got my shoes and i've got my hair
and it still behaves like a mane
but i don't care
i wish i could quit everything else but it wouldn't be fair
i should be sleeping and
maybe i should be planning
but you know me,
(well no, you don't)
i work better under pressure