Some days seem short and sweet
others draw on and on
where it goes on forever
no one seems to smile
just shuffle their feet
lower their heads and plow on
politicians still trying hard
getting nothing interesting done
All the while
robbing us blind
stop the world
i want to get off
thinking out loud music in my head,
Jimi Hendrix, Voodoo Child
i was having a quiet moment to myself
taking a walk to nowhere
had no particular destination
in mind, just walking to sort things out
just thought... i'd know it
when i got there
had a fairly usual day
talked to one of my brothers
for a couple of hours
spoke on our parents
spoke about an other brother
whose middle name was trouble
you know the type, type of folk
which seem to naturally favor demons
always had a mean streak
whereas i preferred not to rock the boat
i'd rather set around and observe
than disturb the silence
Avoid the call to violence
although seems someone there
who's in the mood to rack your nerves
thinking you are just a freaking nerd
and makes it their job
just to try you
not a smart thing to do.
if you were to ask me
i try not to start'em
but its on when its on
maybe the next time
you'll know better
and just leave me
the hell alone
went home, tired to the bones
put the music on down low
Marvin Gaye, let's get it on
turned it off
cause i was not
in the mood...
i was still hearing
war drums in my head
no time for playing
mess around
logged on... took in
the latest stats
the action tonight
just a little slow
a long deep breath...
exhaled, nice and slow
the next was just a snort
suck in and let it blow
my lady laying on the bed
ask her how she feels
kissed the wife
she's changed my life
every day in simple ways
we hug and play
i try to let her know
i am for real
my wife put coffee
to percolate
just like i like,
sweet and hot
Searched my mind
taking my time
plugged in to my thought train
looking for Something on my mind
drew a blank...
got up from
the dusty old desktop
walked thru the kitchen
grabbed a snack... put it back
got my gear together
swept the dirt around
mopped the kitchen floor
or did i just massage the dirt
with nothing in particular
flowing on my mind
getting old, going blind
just passing time
Just another day
above the ground
C2

