I'm not entirely sure where this one came from, and I'm a little uneasy because it seemed to fall into my head all TOO well . . . I'm worried that I may have read parts of it somewhere, and that's why it came out so easy. Hopefully I didn't, because I do really like it . . . but if I did and you know where it's from, let me know so I can take this down. Gah.

The Best-Laid Plans

I know it’s kind of funny and I don’t know why
I got it in my head to say goodbye
I shot down a bird and stole wings to fly
I reached out my arms to embrace the sky

And I know it’s kind of crazy, and I don’t know how
But I dreamed myself out into the clouds
I can hear the screaming, though it’s not all that loud
But I never learned to hear whispers in a crowd

And now I say I’m sorry
But I didn’t think you’d worry
All I needed was a little space
All I needed was a hiding place
All I needed was a way to escape
It got so hard to put on this face

Well, I know it sounds strange, and I couldn’t say who
But I saw someone and remembered you
And then I thought that perhaps I knew
Perhaps now I could explain the things I do

And I know it’s very late, but perhaps we’ll try
I learned my lessons away in the sky
Wings are all very well, if you know how to fly
But you stay away too long, and you’ll make somebody cry

So please believe I’m sorry
Cause I didn’t know you’d worry
All I needed was a little space
All I needed was a hiding place
All I needed was a way to esca[e
But I stayed too long and I left too late

I don’t have the answers I set out to find
I’m not much wiser, and I hope you don’t mind
I’m knocking on your door with my empty hands
Because the world makes a mockery of the best-laid plans

And all I have is sorry
And now I know you worry
All I needed was a little space
All I needed was a hiding place
All I needed was a way to escape
But I know that you can’t just trust to fate