PRE CHORUS
I’ve been on this road
For way too long,
(So long)
They say I should fold,
Are dreams so wrong?
(So wrong)
CHORUS
Floating in the void of space
Doesn’t matter what I say
Who can hear me anyway?
Life on replay
I have heard so many say
They don’t think there’s any way
Dreams that we just throw-away
Feelings I can’t downplay
Feeling like a runaway
In my room I hideaway
Hoping for some better days
I go on anyway
I go on anyway
I go on anyway
I go on anyway
Anyway…
VERSE ONE
Sometimes I don’t know
How I’ll even get by,
On my wits I rely
It’s a wonder why I try,
When it didn’t work the first,
Or the nine-hundredth time,
Let’s just call it “well-rehearsed”
Guess conviction is a crime!
They say “If I were you”…
And since you’re me,
Why not try to censor me?
We all know what I follow
It’ll be a-hollow victory
— [Fuck it] —
Obtrusive memories,
Reclusive tendencies,
I lost every friend I had
And then even my enemies,
People say I should resign,
Cuz these rhymes, these lines,
Giving them my energy, my time
And I’ve barely seen a dime! I get a fraction of a cent per spin,
I’m divided on the issue,
My two cents was spent
It don’t pay these past-due bills,
Gettin’ traction costs more than
An addict pays to use pills,
If I didn’t do this I would crack,
So with or without a win,
I’d give the shirt off my back,
The shirt — and the skin!
CHORUS
Floating in the void of space
Doesn’t matter what I say
Who can hear me anyway?
Life on replay
I have heard so many say
They don’t think there’s any way
Dreams that we just throw-away
Feelings I can’t downplay
Feeling like a runaway
In my room I hideaway
Hoping for some better days
I go on anyway
I go on anyway
I go on anyway
I go on anyway
Anyway…
VERSE TWO
Somedays I’m an expert
Other days a fraud
I dunno what’s next but
I know this system’s flawed
Got no time to rest up
I can’t afford a pause
In life I mighta messed up
But in dreams I hear applause…
Coin jars upended when,
Food stamps get suspended then,
I’m amped! Off to offend again,
I’m NOT gonna pretend I’m-in
The zone
Quit asking if my towel’s thrown-in
I’ll STOP when I’m on top
The throne
I’ll settle down when
I’m dust and bones
Our dreams can’t
really be outgrown
And I’ve always known,
Have-ta find my own way home
Weren’t we told
We can be any-thing when
We’re old ‘n grown?
What? Do I have to be your clone?
I feel no need to atone.
Let he who never had a dream…
Throw the first stone.
CHORUS
Floating in the void of space
Doesn’t matter what I say
Who can hear me anyway?
Life on replay
I have heard so many say
They don’t think there’s any way
Dreams that we just throw-away
Feelings I can’t downplay
Feeling like a runaway
In my room I hideaway
Hoping for some better days
I go on anyway
I go on anyway
I go on anyway
I go on anyway
Anyway…
OUTRO
I go on anyway
I go on anyway
I go on anyway
I go on anyway
Anyway…
© Erin Emily Wheeler, 2022.