The river cough

Was what made us

Realize

That we needed to go

In Texas

West of Austin

When we heard it

We now know

That space and time

Was closing in

On the life, we hold most precious

And there was nothing we could

Do

Upon the day

Is a triumph

Awaiting

Conception

Rise of the sun

A new resurrection

Confusion

And construction

Working in tandem

With each other

Now can reach each other

So what is forward

And back

Is now hard

To say

I let my balloons go

Watched the flow

With the wind

And into the sky

Upon the mountains high

They crest the peaks

And sun they seek

To find another day

A title fit

Set for the ages

All the faces

Turn to wonder

At what will happen

In the moment

The bell rings

For a new champion emerges

From the title fit

Approval ratings

Manufactured statements

All in a way

Certain

To make a grown man

Pull the curtain

In these times

Who do we trust

Since all relationships

All parties

Have developed so much rust

There is no clarity for tomorrow

I just saw today

And not quite sure what I saw

It happened that’s for sure

But what will the new day

Bring

I can only imagine

But that’s the thing

It might be better

Or worse

But I will find out

Tomorrow

I’ll take some of that

Loose money

Not the type of money

That can make me

Lose money

A little pinch of sugar

And honey

On a day with no work

All of that just

Went away

But I’ll take a

10 or 20

Of some of that good

Loose money

What are risks

These days

One more way

To settle the score

When life itself

Is a risk

That is

Worth taking