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