Still In Motion

Had to go through it to get better Keep my blood moving to stay warm Sent an unsure message to heaven Don’t know what i was looking for It’s always like that Too clear for me to see Fortune always comes disguised Dressed just like me A dozen roses by the bed Aromatic soft and red Another petal on the floor When they’re all gone desire more While the days go by Every thing gets old Self expression dies When it can’t grow Nothing on the walls Paradise filled dream Deep enough to hide Somewhere in between Diamonds in my hand Holding on so tight Turn it back into Sand before my eyes I have the record memorized It must have played a thousand times A melody that’s familiar enough to hide Inside your head but not the kind to make you cry --- Still In Motion - Turnover