Nothing As It Seems

Don't feel like home
He's a little out

And all these words elope
It's nothing like your poem

Putting in, inputting in
Don't feel like methadone

A scratching voice, all alone
There's nothing like your baritone

It's nothing as it seems
The little that he needs, it's home
The little that he sees
Is nothing he concedes, it's home

One uninvited chromosome
A blanket like the ozone

It's nothing as it seems
All that he needs, it's home
The little that he frees
Is nothing he believes

Saving up a sunny day
Something maybe two tone
Anything of his own
A chip off the cornerstore

Who's kidding, rainy day
A one way ticket headstone
Occupations overthrown
A whispher through a megaphone

It's nothing as it seems
The little that he needs, it's home
The little that he sees
Is nothing he concedes, it's home
And all that he frees
A little bittersweet, it's home

It's nothing as it seems
That little that you see, it's home



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Allen Ament
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