Feeling Cat

By mcscraic

Sun, 23 Dec 2018

Feeling Cat

By Paul McCann

Head on down on my owneeo and its quiet in the town

On a street they call the loneio , I go walking round and round

Just keeping warm , don’t mean no harm , I’ve had enough of that

If you want to know , how I am , I’ll tell you I’m feeling cat

Silently I make my way to the sunrise once again ,

How I wish things would change but everyday its just the same

I do my best , thought I don’t know how or where I’m at

pardon me if I seem far away , its because I’m feeling cat

Feeling cat all the time , its like I don’t know what to do

Waiting for a bus stop to come , I’m the only one in the queue

I shared some food along the way with someone called King Rat

Its hard to be yourself you know specially when you’re feeling cat

If you really want to help me just ask me what I need

But I’m too weak to speak ,in these desperate times indeed

So you know , that’s why I can’t answer to things like that

come over here till I tell you why , its because I’m feeling cat

I’m feeling kind of cat so I can’t answer back

No one’s talking anyway , so that takes care of that

You can’t put out a welcome mat whenever you’re feeling cat

I’ll find my way home again in the dark without a map .