Maria, Remind Me

I was running around from place to place
Never getting anywhere on time
Never getting anything done
As I promised to

This is not me, it's not the way I want to be
This is not me

Reduced to a presence, under the pretense
Of some positive influence
Dispersing energy, throughout and slowly
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day

That it comes back to me
It comes back to me

Maria, please tell me this isn't all
Maria, please tell me this isn't all
Remind me again

Last night I dreamt of my schedule book
It was looming over me and
It threatened stress
In monstrous proportions

This is not me, it's not the way I want to be
This is not me, it's not the way
This is not me, this is not me

The conversations aren't one-on-one
These days, those ways seem gone
Chased away by homely comforts
And the TVs they turn on

This apartment feels like a box I want to kick my way out of
Break down and divide, provided
That it comes back to me
It comes back to me

Maria, please tell me this isn't all
Maria, please tell me this isn't all
Remind me again

Maybe I'll head the wrong way on 680
And end up driving down the coast
Leave it all behind
For a while
For a while