its not like poetry flows from me...
but i'm trying to find an opening in aid of helping coping with dreams too big to express vocally
nothing external can focus me
so i cling to branches of hope and see
light pour through from the canopy
try to keep one hand from stability
with feet floating on nothing but hope and freedum de dum de dum!
continue avoiding a dim view until we're done dum dun dom dim sung.
don't brace for impact, embrace the impact!
tension makes for breaking bones - you've got to let yourself go.
there's light in the dark and ying in the yang
i try to explain this while staying light on my feet and right where i stand
i've not even began
my plans for the unplanned
stretching so much further than my wingspan
oh man, i don't know if my dreams
stretch further than the reach of my arms
or if my goals will fold...
but that's life and time and science and not something that i can control...
yes that's luck and chance and gambling and a little bit of who you know!
you know we're driving blind - don't make no nevermind
cos how can you be lost if you don't know what you're trying to find?
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Twenty years later than I would have liked, but hells yes! I stumbled upon "No manners in Ireland" yesterday, cueing the easiest binge buy in a while. This is a nice blend of skillful instrumentalism, great lead voice and good tunes. The old Toasters / Madness / Bosstones fan in me is bouncing off the ceiling again. Thank you for that. You seem to be gathering steam as well. Here's to a long run! raphaelhythlodai