GROUND

Get High... fly low... tune out... let go

Come down... you get clean... say quit ... you’re so green

Start slow... ‘cause you know... this time... control

Wake up... alone, this ain’t your home

 

(Shaking... breaking... faking you’re fine ...losing your mind...)

 

You wish... you felt... to care... would help

You can’t... recall before the fall

Except, sometimes before you sleep

Remembering playground feats and youthful dreams

 

Somewhere ‘long the line you started swallowin’

The shit you don’t believe

Easing pressure and the pain

You started laughin’ at your dreams

Started roughin’ up yourself, started puttin’ down your friends

Somewhere you quit before the end

Now you want to live it down, let it go and start again

Let it go and start again

 

(Because myself is all I have... I’ve learned to live with who I am ...

 No one else can make you whole...)

 

So the story goes

(Breathing, feeling, taking your time, leaving behind...)

 

Breathe in... breathe out... say help... learn how

Fight fire ... with rain, stare down the shame

Dive in... let the river wash you clean

 

© 1996 Richard March