Looking than Running Away

well everybody's looking for something, and they could not deny it. even if they did already found out the things that they wanted to, they still search for more cause for them that wasn't the things that they were looking for. but not all people thinks the same way, i think. for some they might be searching, but for some they are trying to deny the fact that they are also in search of something. so what they do is they try to runaway, thinking someday they can get away for those things that they are looking for. then one day they'll realize, i'm still back on the same thing that i ran away before.

well i think im on that stage right now, i use to run and hide, living in denials cause i was afraid to get hurt. then i found something which was unusual not just once, but a lot of times. but for me it was still nothing and it seems like for me im still on search for it. now i have this thing again, but i think it'll just flush away because of the denial i am keeping in myself. now i'm going to be left with nothing, so i'm on the verge now of thinking what to do, to run away or continue searching. Gahhh! i found myself i know, but it seems like i haven't found something yet to keep myself from running away. i am confuse and frustrated, im upset and devastated with what's happening. im just so tired running away, but that's all i can do to protect myself from getting hurt, but i do know that i'll still come back to that pain at the end of the time. i am lost, i wish could patch things up.


Looking for a Place to Land
*Moon Dakota*





There was a man in his car trying to talk to me
He drove a Pontiac, red, 1963
He shouted numbers and neighborhood streets
I said, I wouldn't know. I wouldn't know
And then I said to myself, what's he lookin' for
An illegitimate son with an open door
Or else the calling from God he could not ignore
I guess in my own way
Just like him I am wandering, wondering run away
But aren't we all just
Looking for a place to land
Looking for a friend to call
Looking for a destination, conversation, fascination
To protect us from the fall
Looking for the one to love
Looking for a brand new day
Looking for a reason to stand
Looking for a place to land
There was a girl on a train out of Santa Fe
She found her husband in bed with her sister hey
She left her soul and her kids when she ran away
Where do you go? Where do you go?
Sometimes the love that you lose is the love you find
Sometimes the pain is the doorway to peace of mind
No matter how hard you try you just can't rewind
Now that you know - where do you go?
I guess in my own way
Just like the her I'm wandering, wondering runaway
But aren't we all just
Looking for a place to land
Looking for a friend to call
Looking for a destination, conversation, fascination
To protect us from the fall
Looking for the one to love
Looking for a brand new day
Looking for a reason to stand
Looking for a place to land
I guess in my own way
Just like the them I'm a wandering, wondering runaway
But aren't we all just


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