The lonely path of creativity I take is one that is unexpected,
It appears through dreams and visions,
Between day to day moments,
And times of rest.
The lonely path of creativity I take is one that is unexpected,
High focus is key to make it the best it can be
Or else who knows what it will turn
Out to be?
The lonely path of creativity I take is one that is unexpected,
Others look on with confusion and pity as they see
Me retreat into the isolation of my mind,
But they can’t see what I see.
The lonely path of creativity I take is one that is unexpected,
Colors and sounds fill my senses and wake me up for
The fog is lifted and I am finally alive…
I hope to share what they can’t hear.
The lonely path of creativity I take is one that is unexpected.
Rushing to through my mind, I need to write down
The adventures through this made up town,
But isolation from the world’s impurities
Is the only way to see clearly.
The lonely path of creativity I take is one that is unexpected,
Hours on hours are lost in the world that we all share;
However, only a few minutes have walked by for me
And there is much more to share with you,
But things are not yet ready for you.
The lonely path of creativity I take is one that is unexpected,
I must clarify and perfect this world you do not know
Before you fall with me down below.
The lonely path of creativity I take is one that is unexpected.
Leave me be so that one day you can see
The world that I desire to create for you and me.