Reaching upward I'm earthbound Daydreamer wake me up I'd welcome the interruption My patience is wearing thin On the ebb & flow Yeah, well, I know I'm slow
Hot-tempered and legally disturbed I'm realizing that I am chronically spaced As long as I'm kept from laying hands on a weapon Well then I think I'm o.k. SO HA!
Be quiet I just need to hear myself -- think
Loud and uncontrolled Totally aware that I know But not enough to pull back And let things go
Pushing forward Through Hell's ground Whirling in Sufi's dream Pothering everything But the action I need to get through the ebb & flow Yeah, well, I know I'm slow
High-strung and high-waisted If I bitch it's not earnest I'm just unloading some weight As long as I'm kept from laying hands on a weapon Then maybe you'll be o.k. SO HA!
Shut up I just need to hear myself -- speak
Maybe I should stop praying for a miracle and savor every morsel that I've been served It's all up to me If I want to sit at the head of the table No excuse I've just got to join everyone at the table