#3 life and living

Feel like I’m
Taking out my dirty laundry,
Trying to save what’s left of me,
Now that-
Morning’s come,
And life’s expensive.
I’m not sure but I’ve been thinking,
Conforming thoughts, that you’re all drinking,
Absolution just doesn’t fit my Saturday plans.
When everyone looks silly walking,
I’ll be the one that won’t stop talking,
But of course, I’ll choose my words gracefully.
I dance like a ballerina,
If of course you haven’t seen her,
Late at night, around the time the postman comes.
Slowly slowly let’s speed up now,
Fast faster,
Can’t catch up now.
My heart starts pounding,
And I’m so out of breath.
Now since everything’s out of place,
With distant voices different faces,
I can’t seem to find my way,
‘cause this world’s such a mess.
One man’s trash is another man’s treasure,
And one man’s guilt is another man’s pleasure,
Be comfortable in the water, before you step out to the weather,
Don’t doubt your neighbor but never say never.
You got to fill me up before you can ever feel me down.
Sorry but I already misplaced my white crown.
But I know left is left and I know down is down,
I’m sure if you douse me in champagne,
I’ll promise to keep swimming
If you kiss me in the pool,
I’ll run back to the beginning
Just so you can do it all over again.
Your so smooth with your words,
But I seem to taste molasses,
Stop with all the nonsense,
Your fogging up my glasses,
No I can’t deny it,
For there’s nothing for me to say.
You’ll just hum the day away.
Just to pass the time away,
And that’s why I look forward to our future.
I don’t care what they all told me,
I’ll vindicate you if you just come and hold me.
These stepping stones seem to treat me okay,
If I see fire coming usually I run away.
Yes I know that they’re all talking,
This will not be- easy walking,
But it’s sticks and stones if redemption comes quietly.
Yes I realized that my tongue isn’t fragile,
It just keeps running, with no where to go,
But it always shows up in time for the show,
and it has its moments where it can certainly glow,
But most of the time it’s I told you so,
It’s always yes, almost never no,
But like bears in winter when it’s time to go,
It doesn’t hesitate when it’s season to hibernate,
Then everyone can breathe,
That breathe they’ve been holding tight.
Friends, It may be sort of slippery,
But it will never bite.