*Gonna be a song Lord willing…
In at the break of dawn
all night long on the run
your mind is catching up with the manic things you’ve done
Put me in a 3 piece
“But you know I don’t do weddings.
Especially not my own
But now someone took my seat, and there’s beauty in white walking up to me!”
I want to live…experience.
Want to believe there’s just 1 way out
So I just let it be, I turn my other cheek
But I’m in too deep. The problem is not my own.
You know better than to call me a trend setter
the fetters are off, gloves are in the ring
Any way, something’s gotta give.
To every thing turn!
take every blow…absorb!
Forget what’s behind, even if it was 30 seconds ago, Live in the present man!
Everything is clearly not as it seems.
black is white and red is green
and blue jeans set the precedent, among the faithful pew fillers
because art imitates life, and art is in the home and home is where the heart is.
So I will take my problems to the foot of my tv, and await a tweet from the president.