I could say it's nothing, brush it all away.
Under a rug that slowly fades, kicked around, then rolled away.
By someone, who'll never know, the secrets, that lay.
Spend days just dreaming, skip all the news.
Taking nothing fully in, keep it light, on my skin.
It's something, that breaks my complicated rules.
But I'll never, know what's better, if I'm empty at the end.
Gotta make something, out of nothing, can you help me, my friend.
For I'm just a complicated fool.
Wish I could fall & stand up straight away.
But I guess it gives me time, to lie dead still, just unwind.
And be no-one, then I could invent someone new.
Then spend my days, riding all the way.
Push my face against the wind, wish you could see, me smile this way.
But no matter, I'll always be a complicated fool.
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