Turn Myself

Hey won't you write me a song? Maybe a poem or two? I just need a little something- something coming from you So pour out all your feelings just to give them away To anybody who's receptive the thoughts you convey Don't have to be too clever- just say what's on your mind 'Cause after all nobody cares about superfluous rhyme As long as you're true to your perception of you Even a stranger might be able to feel things like you do And I turn myself into somebody else Because I'm feeling like I should've kept these things to myself I call upon the lessons I was forced to learn Way too young- I got the message but the book was burned Now with my heavy head and my bloody hands I try to put old Humpty Dumpty back together again And with this wind in my sails the sound of funeral bells Can take me back into a place I know so well Now under the lights I dig down deep inside To try to show you all the places that I wish I could hide And I turn myself into somebody else Because I'm feeling like I should've kept these things to myself I call upon the lessons I was forced to learn Way too young- I got the message but the book was burned I've read about prophets that were burned at the stake For all their silly little sins- not unlike those that I've made Guess ashes to ashes- that's the way things go Hey- rock n' roll- I face the music 'cause it's all that I know Now if you write a girl a song it might mean your love is true But if you write a hundred more you just like singing the blues So cynicism save me- I need somewhere to run Because I'm to afraid to face all of the things I've become And as I bury my pride beneath the dirt on the ground I can't help behind a wall of things I've thought out To the tune of everything fading as my mind drifts away Just like a black and white photo turns the rainbow to grey And I turn myself into somebody else Because I'm feeling like I should've kept these things to myself I call upon the lessons I was forced to learn Way too young- I got the message but the book was burned I've read about prophets that were burned at the stake For all their silly little sins- not unlike those that I've made Guess ashes to ashes- that's the way things go Hey- rock n' roll- I face the music 'cause it's all that I know And I turn myself into somebody else Because I'm feeling like I should've kept these things to myself I call upon the lessons I was forced to learn Way too young- I got the message but the book was burned I've read about prophets that were burned at the stake For all their silly little sins- not unlike those that I've made Guess ashes to ashes- that's the way things go Hey- rock n' roll- I face the music 'cause it's all that I know