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