Sanzen

I can't even concentrate on this
 It's over thought, anticipated
 The pen ink is running dry
 It's been thrown to paper and wasted
 Creativity has been blocked and over tasted
 Maybe in time, I'll appreciate it
 Hold on, hold on
 We'll be with you soon
 These papers are stuck in this book
 Till they're torn out and pasted
 To inside of my memory
 Where I can later look and see them in a new gallery
 Where they can later be viewed and appreciated
 Hold on, hold on
 We'll be with you soon,
 We'll be with you soon
 Longing for what has been lost
 And longing for what hasn't been obtained
 It's a small cost
 Forgot the past, lost the future
 Only now remains
 Hold on, hold on
 We'll be with you soon
 We'll be with you