The Fool

Cover my eyes,

I'd rather not see any longer,

I'd rather be blind than bother.

Close my mouth,

I cannot speak into this space,

Time has ticked away the chase.

 

It seems I'd rather be a fool,

A fool who's trippin' over you,

A fool without a game to lose.

 

Shut the door,

The sun can't take away these shadows,

I'll give up all of my tomorrows.

Disappear behind the scars and the chatter.

There's too much noise, I have no choice.

 

It seems I'd rather be a fool,

A fool who's trippin' over you,

A fool without a game to lose.

 

Fool.

 

Maybe I don't know better,

Show me how to be better.

Can I collect myself?

Or will I lose myself?

Exercise the sense common- let go.

 

And, I'll no longer be a fool,

A fool who's trippin' over you,

A fool without a love to lose.

 

Fool.

I guess I'd rather be a fool.

I guess I'd rather be a fool.