I Don't Feel Much Wiser - Tuvaband

I know I used to be

Well, things have changed

There is less of me

Slightly more deranged

Why wouldn’t you feel estranged

I was always looking

Tumbling around looking

Same time a lateral growth of realizing

Everything I knew was a baffling idea

All I know is a puzzling idealizing

I don’t feel much wiser

I don’t feel much wiser

But I’m not here right now

It’s been oh, so long

I might be in my way

I might be on my way

Out of my own sway

I might be on my way

Out of my own sway

I quit the talk

Now I’ll never have a writer’s block

Never know calling for me

It feels kind of lonely to be

Grumbling on papers

For no one and everyone to see

Have I lost, am I lost or have I lost it

My eyes are covered in grit

I need another pair of ears

I listened for, how many years

Are these mine or are these your fears

But what are these fears

But I’m not here right now

It’s been oh, so long

I might be in my way

I might be on my way

Out of my own sway

Out of my, be on my way

Be out of my own sway

But I’m not here right now

It’s been oh, so long

I might be in my way

I might be on my way

Out of my own sway

I might be on my way

Out of my own sway