I do things differently,jump on one leg, Shout instead of whisper. how can you stand there telling me I’m not doing it right? There’s only your way, to me There’s more, My minds a busy place, sorting thoughts of my thoughts. This is my truth until the day I die. I stand strong I knowing that I don’t know. You stand strong in thinking that you know. Who is to fault, the ignorance of today may shape the action of tommorow, I’m keeping my options open, I’ll still be there for you in your sorrow.