The foundation of life
On this planet
No matter where you grab it
Is the nutrition
Of vitality and a spring of abundance
I tap into this with some
Reservation
That I am not as good as
The next man
But I hope this nutrition
Can give me peace
Nice to be
Alife in the moment
Of being free
Form the days
With clay from the sun
Of the whole attempt
You can find the stress
All
Undone
The attempt
Fell flat
But that
Doesn’t mean
You are free
From trying again
To perfect the imperfect
And see what the revision of life
Can be
Again I hope
For the day
When all comes together
In a peaceful way
Of light and time
To make the world fresh
With the hope of all
Mankind
The deck was lit
With the light
Of the spring
Sun
Take it all in
In the moments
That we live
On
What is an app
That makes meat of the human being
Torrential downpour
Of our fate
And legacy
Tied up in the interest of tech
What can we be
If nothing at all
Will there be a next time
When all has gone wrong
What makes me thing
There is another chance
Maybe what we have
Is what we must make
Work
So give unto the day
All you have
To make it the day
You dream of
Wild train
Running over the tracks
Blasting the horn
Into the past
As the ground rumbles
One little bit
I see the train
Running in
A
Fit
Onto the next town and station
That’s the way it’s
Making
Nothing makes sense
When the senseless rule
Over the fallen eyes
Of all of us
So I see the ground
I trust my feet
To walk
Day by day
In the life
That I make
Bitter notes
From the going
On the ride
To upstate New York
It was a nice day
But bitter to leave
A life
That we made
Behind
A Cup of Songwriting 