Scribbling
Bring that back around
Let it be, let it be
A white canvas
or another white page
I can't stand this
Creativity lack for days
Mentally abstracting
Comfortable with sublime
It's meant to be exact
The only thing exact is time
Shading in the grey
Erasing away the day
Shadows from the darkness
start to carry me away
So I grab my six Art Sense
Spark up on a park bench
Contemplate what Sarte says
History for hard heads
I'm just scribbling
times when I'm givin in
forgiven when images
mirror worlds
that I'm livin' in
I'm just scribbling
I'm just scribbling