They told me to dot my "i's" and Cross my "t's"
I tried & I tried (sighhh)
I tried & I tried (sighhh)
Having to conform was never my idea of ease!
I'd get to hear a lot, that l waste my time
As my thoughts never fall on their lines.
Where the crowd gathers & drink their "usual" wines.
"Usual" is what kills me, puts me away from things.
That l (might) have tried; but now I sway.
That l (might) have tried; but now I sway.
They "laugh" & "lol" while they can
Ridiculing me as I am boy without a master plan (of life)
Trying to stir things in a frying pan (oh shite!)
Ridiculing me as I am boy without a master plan (of life)
Trying to stir things in a frying pan (oh shite!)
Fighting my way while I can,
A distant friend appears on the horizon.
Tells me to stop being reluctant (to accept things as they are)
while she distills my fears.
while she distills my fears.
She challenges my thoughts, a train of it.
While I try & carve my individuality into pots, a series of it.
While I try & carve my individuality into pots, a series of it.
Taken her advice which was sort of pretty nice
I conjure up a new "ME" only so I can
"Cross" the i's and "Dot" the t's :)
