There is no test, there is no answer.
Spin my world. Fall in a trance here.
It gets so loud, but I’m so quiet.
Spinning rocks, my mind’s a riot.
And you don’t hear me even as I scream.
Why’d you take my things?
That’s how it’s always been.
Get ready and it’s taken.
Why do I give when everything gets taken?
I wish I didn’t know.
Do my best to keep it together.
At times my heart just falls like a feather.
It drops so slow, though it’s so heavy
But, it’ll come back when it’s ready.
You really set me off today.
You never hear a thing I say.
There is no test.
There is no answer.
Look at all this spinning.
this is your life chuck johnson 