This does no make sense! Posting it nevertheless! Who cares anyway
Music Work Love Life
Geting busy like a madman might
Whats in for one man
Seems too much for another..
Going on like a wind
Dragging dust along
Carrying a lot of thoughts
No time to offload and dream
Loving the change
Loving the warmth
Carrying on like a madman
Like no other exists in these thoughts
Time to stop
Think and relax
Break some rules
To get back on Track
How much longer
This life would go
Would my sense remain
Or would they leave me and go?
Right now I dont care
I carry on!
