The FlowI'm told I should forget and go on
I'm told to let it go
a simple dream I've held so long
so many would think is wrong.
They walk the streets together
they hold on tight for show
a neverending journey
from one to the next they flow.
Always confused and consulting
advice columns and the stars
how to keep that thing alive
the one that makes them starve.
I know that something is wrong
with the way these things are done
it took me too long to understand
that nobody should be owned.