Mind of a Writer,The
Enter the mind of a writer, and you will see,
Many words grouped together,
In the corner, just they're for me
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Several rooms, there will be
Thesaurus, rhyming dictionary,
A dictionary, that's just three
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Rooms inside a writers head
Some where there's music playing
The rooms haven't even got a bed
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Somewhere there is a scent,
All of this just to take me down the road of bliss
Oh I wonder where I went
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Oh the many rooms of me, the rooms you can't even see
There is nothing in them for you see, but believe me I need them yesssserie
Some have rubber walls,
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Some are hard, some are soft,
Some have little decorations like little balls
I write all over some other walls
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It's in my head before go to bed
And then it stalls,
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And it stays the night
I try to sleep, sometimes I can't,
Sometimes it's quite a fright
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Laying on the floor
All the words they ever said,
So that I can use them more
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Yes the rooms are desired
Have my imagination fired
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I need to be inspired
Before I get too tired
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The rooms in a writer's head
Keep pushing her instead
Yes all the things a writer ever said
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So it goes,
Must search out the room again
The writer knows
If they are going to win
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She writes everyday,
Never forgets what she say,
She is filling up her rooms today
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Time for a CLEARANCE SALE
It's cleaning day, so get the pail,
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Clear her mind
Then she will be able to find
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The perfect word to end the line,
Make it sound sublime
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So she knows,
That's how it goes
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The searching in the rooms
Of the writers mind
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LOve...Jaqi
© 1998-2005
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