Prophet Lyrics

Writing out another story, I can't clear my head

I could not make anything relate to what I said

It all seems so disconnected, never quite all there

Seems that I can not project it, as if I should care

And if I fail again this time

I might just stray out of line

I'm not trying to be a prophet

I'm just trying to speak my mind

Mourning hours are drawing nearer, laying in my bed

It seems that I should take a walk to ease my weary head

The movement helps my brain awaken, activates its gears

When I'm rattled, firmly shaken, validates my fears

And if I fail again this time

I might just stray out of line

I'm not trying to be a prophet

I'm just trying to speak my mind

Let me roll again, I don't like what I've been given

Sold again, what is not is still unwritten

I confess, let me see those dice again

I could have been a doctor

Let me roll again, I don't like what I've been given

Sold again, what is not is still unwritten

I confess, let me see those dice again

I could have been a doctor

And if I fail again this time

I might just stray out of line

I'm not trying to be a prophet

I'm just trying to speak my mind