Singing out my enveloped ideas
Doesn't seem all too bad
Hoping it would be easier
To sing out my enveloped ideas
Stanza I:
Trying pointlessly to understand
Having nothing to say
Just shadows what remains boxed Inside
This is called is what my enveloped ideas
Singing out my enveloped ideas
Doesn't seem all too bad
Hoping it would be easier
To sing out my enveloped ideas
Stanza II:
Why should I carry this platter? (platter)
Didn't it just pass me by? (by...)
And does one cling right on the edge? (the edge)
I have an empty dream, this here my ideas.
Repeat Chorus
