You seem so young but no I tell you you are not
And that is wrong to be I've wanted you to know
No one but I lose the touch refuse the blame
No one but I having moved to reach your flame
No one but I can well survive
Only half alive
No one but I
Can offer you a practice space
To question all you can
On why I'm here and not here
Inspect me all you can
For I am sick and not swift yet
To seek a comfort zone
For each counterclockworked proof read point
To practice on my own
My game
I feel so old but now you say that I am young
Fight not to realize you say it can be done
No one but I will you lost within my doubt
No one but I have arrived to cancel out
And occupy what disappears
No one but I can reapply
Can offer you a practice space
To question all you can
On why I'm here and not here
Inspect me all you can
For I am sick and not swift yet
To seek a comfort zone
For each counterclockworked proof read point
To practice on my own
My game
You seem so young but no I tell you you are not
Writer(s): Robert Pollard
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