All we are is dust in the wind...

Sometimes this road's just a little too long.
Maybe I'm sick of the same old songs.
Why shouldn't I want more brilliance?
More stamina, less heartache?
Less heartbreak(ing)
More & more of you.
Or less? Whichever's best.
Less of me, more of who I want to be.
More thoughts, less distraction.
Less result to idiotic reactions.