Sift It On Out

Sifting through words
The words in my head
Sifting through thoughts
The thoughts in my brain
Trying to type it on out
If it does'nt come right out
Then it does'nt get finished
No one will ever read it at all
The backspace and delete it forever
Sifting through thoughts
The thoughts in my head
Sifting through words
The words in my brain
I think, think an' turn red
Hand on my mouth I'm a thinking man
I came into this day with out a plan
I will try to never dread a living day
Hey that's plan to put on the attack
The attack on my living days
I look at this pc screen in a daze
I will, I will from here on out
Never dread a living day
Why should I, why would I
No matter what they are all good days
The days spent breathin' in, breathin' out
I guess yea, I sifted it on out
How about that!

3/12/2008