It is what it is, nothing more than nothing less
Haven't noticed where it is heading
Unseen roads to follow and fly through
Grabbed back by just the ringin of the phone
Wanting to know there is more
Planning for tomorrow and taking from today
Jazzed by the glossed picture of life
That is posted by anothers view
Ride it back to where it is forward
Answer nothing, not even that phone
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