Motion sickness

There is nothing for which i'm responsible.
just this baggage i keep carrying on,
as if i had someone.
Maybe there's a woman somewhere,
who's still thinking of me.
a girl with cold black hair,
who's haunted in her dreams.
but what they've seen, but it wasn't me.
it's just some lie, they slept beside.
yeah i kept this from them,
but i can't keep this from you.
So will you look for me, in that strange bright place,
where the statues bloom in the park.
they don't need no brain.
cause how i ever got to you, i have no idea.
it's like some secret door, well it just appeared.
so, no matter what i do from now on with my time.
you will always stay here, in my mind.
i'm certain of this, and i'm not certain of anything.
So, i wanna get myself attached, to something bolted down.
so these winds of circumstance won't keep blowin' me arround.
from when i land, to when i leave:
theres not enough time, to sleep and sing.
i keep running around and all i want is to lay motionless.