The old fears
Dried up tears
Move up
Move out
All the changes happen
In specific time
And moments
We remove ourselves
To see the grand scheme
By it doesn’t mean a thing
When your heart is torn
The old fears
Dried up tears
Move up
Move out
All the changes happen
In specific time
And moments
We remove ourselves
To see the grand scheme
By it doesn’t mean a thing
When your heart is torn
One more time
Second try
Perfect rhyme
Hold on to perfection
Or just let your instincts
Be your best regression
Hold on
Or
Let go
Time to flow
And see what the subconscious knows
Clean me oh great shower
Prepare me for another day
Refresh my senses in steam
And warmth
Relax my mind
Open my heart
Showers in the morning
Always seems to be
The best start
What I know
I know I don’t know
Much
All I have learned
So far to go and learn
So much to hear and live
Impossible to know
What you don’t know
But the goal
Is to just grow
The size of an almond
With a personality the size
Of the room
Our small dog
Named Wilco
May have a small heart
But fills the room with love
When anyone walks in
Sweet little Wilco
A fine day
Is coming
When we believe
Not in celebrity
But in each other
That day
Is coming
One fine day
A great day to get out
My birthday is a day
To celebrate a new schools
Of voices rising up
In a dark time
So that in due time
We will have hope again
Such a coincidence
But on March 24th people rise
Up
To believe again
That we can all accomplish something
With the help is our fellow
Countrymen
Can the future be brighter
If the past is not reckoned
How to know where to go
If we do not understand
What we have done
My role in this nowness
Is key to the future
I have played my own role
Ambivalently
But with more passion we approach
The future
Don’t look down
Let go
Be bold
Favor the future
And face the truth
Today
Set up to recover
What is false
Is set under cover
Truth is relative
In modern times
A theory
A sign
Tired but true
What comes quickly
Goes too