thinkinanalog

What I Do
By Think In Analog

Writings what you do
When youre too impatient to read
So youll know whats coming next
Youll see the ground beneath your feet

Writings what I do
When I need to pass the time
I write the blur thats in my head
And I find out whats on my mind

Its good to let it out
To let the ink out of the pen
Cause all those thoughts now passing by
They will not pass this way again

Like a glow stick in the night
The next day it will fade out
If my thoughts were fireflies
Thered be nothin left to write about

What I write are drops of rain
Making drips and nothing more
But when a pen is in my hand
Is when the clouds begins to pour