Racer X

one day i was telling you

all about coming from dust

cashed it i to buy a few locks i knew wouldn't rust

if i lock you up

will the edges fade 

will you understand

how simple i am

i can walk for many miles

thinking that i'll never comprehend

i can't argue worth a damn

'cause i know my questions never end



if i walk away

will the phrases play

or will they all become one

under the sun





and when the pleasure is done

(why don't i want to know it all) 

and when the measuring's done

somehow i already know it all



answers never satisfy

i wear them out as soon as they come

i lie in between the sides

i'm happy when the fighting is done

so i'll read the news

and i'll get the blues

and i'll make it matter

for a minute or two