Black Sheep

I've had enough of all the clichésOut of sight is out of my mindI've had enough of all the life-changing adviceThey invent to pull the wool over my eyes.I've had enough of all the clichésThe thought that nothing is even enoughI'm fine until the fears they catch me unawaresCreep up and start to whisper sweet nothings in my ears.I'm sending out thins tuneTo places i once knewTo all the people i have lostI'm sending out this tuneTo another space and timeTo another day in my life.I've had enough of all the clichésSticks and stones they never break me inBut every single word, no matter how absurd,Leaves the faintest trace under my skin.I've had enough of all the clichésI don't assume the things i cannot see.I try not to be rash "to ponder all the facts "But false conclusions always seem to jump to me.I'm sending out thins tuneTo places i once knewTo all the people i have lostI'm sending out this tuneTo another space and timeTo another day in my life.Makes no differenceWhen I tryThe numbers allMultiply