It's well past 3am,
I'm sitting up again
Trying to untitle the skies
to something other than
Sometimes my mind burns bright
and keeps me up at night
A way to contemplate the steps I take
that make my life.
Tired of advice from friends,
no end to repetition.
I've made decisions based on
stupid rehearsed cliche statements.
I want some wrong and right,
like I want day and night.
People are unique
and I think some folk don't recognize.
If you could turn your
back and walk away
Turn your face and say
Find the place where now is yesterday
Yesterday
If you could turn your back
and walk away
Turn your face and say
Find the place where now
is yesterday
Yesterday
Then there's the rich opinions,
and their supporting minions
As long as they pay to en
slave us into party systems
And all the world conditions,
religions and suspicions
I'd love to help,
but I just can't afford a politician
And the collection calls,
draining my minutes off
An empty wallet, not enough,
they just keep calling, calling
We've shit cut all them off,
my temper's getting hot
Wish I could finally break,
but I'm just not
If you could turn your back and walk away
Turn your face and say
I'll find the place where
now is yesterday
Yesterday
If you could turn your
back and walk away
Turn your face and say
We'll find a place, we'll know it's yesterday,
yes terday
It's well past 3am,
I'm sitting up again
Trying to untitle as the skies
are something other than
Sometimes my mind runs bright
and keeps me up at night
A way to contemplate the steps I take
that make my life
If you could turn your back
and walk away
Turn your face and say
I found a place where now
is yesterday
Yesterday
If you could turn your back
and walk away
Turn your face and say
I found the place where my
wish yesterday
Yesterday