The Plot

The Plot. It was the best of my intentions In the first week of spring To set the standard for the year. I redefined my expectations, Through calculated moves. Well, i had nothing more to loose. Forget self pity, I think i've finally found the art Of resetting without falling apart. Ignore the rain clouds, This is the clearest skies i've seen, All my worries are cast off to see. I feel so alive. It was coming to November And my confidence was shot, I was searching for the plot. I used gunpowder and reason, Oh hell it was the season And im not selling myself short. Forget self pity, I think i've finally found the art Of resetting without falling apart. Ignore the rain clouds, This is the clearest skies i've seen, All my worries are cast off to see. I feel so alive. Take anything you want, I dont know if i'll be back Please take anything you want I dont know if i'll be back Oh please take anything that you want And when i return i'll be a better man than the one that left Forget self pity, I think i've finally found the art Of resetting without falling apart. Ignore the rain clouds, This is the clearest skies i've seen, All my worries are cast off to see. I feel so alive.