March Sadness

Oh did everything turn out to be the way I said it would
 I wish the ground would open up and swallow where I stood
 The earth beneath me moves and it betrays me where I stand
 I've spent too long on this and you're becoming foreign land
 And I'm thinking
 There's nothing right and nothing wrong
 I'm still finding
 That nothing else will take this long
 So I'm supposed to search for this again, some means to my end
 No meaning to these minutes of slow ticking time we spend
 Bigger vision fades and our spinnig earth suspends
 Not to comforted by all these thoughts you feel you have to lend
 And I'm thinking
 There's nothing right and nothing wrong
 I'm still finding
 That nothing else will take this long
 Rising forks in the road
 And I'm thinking
 There's nothing right and nothing wrong
 I'm still finding
 That nothing else will take this long