it feels so intense when nothing makes sense
you rattle your brain – minds locked in a chain
all processing stops – you’re seeing spots
the picture gets foggy – your hearts going soggy
so what do you do – what do you do . . . .
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it feels so intense when you’re caught up in nonsense
running in place – while you’re being chased
stuck in a web – your mind is misled
you’re shaking inside – you’re losing your stride
so what do you do – what do you do . .
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it feels so intense on the offense and defense
you’re playing both sides – you’re in overdrive
the pedal is stuck – you wanna give up
overexposed – naked but clothed
so what do you do – what do you do . . . . .
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it feels so intense when things start to make sense
aligning your mind – unwinding your twine
you’re moving ahead – heels over tread
one step at a time – toward sublime.
you do what you do – you do what you do . . . .
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it feels so intense gaining visual sense
you’re starting to focus – no more hocus pocus
you’re able to see - your hearts soarin’ free
flying through clouds – loving out loud
you do what you do – you do what you do . . . .
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it feels so intense adding a gate to your fence
when you open your soul your heart becomes whole
you’re reaching new heights - you’re painting with light
don’t overthink - ……….remember to blink
breathe in breathe out – let go of the doubt
and do what you do - just do what you do . . .. .. . . . .
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June 30, 2009 at 5:13 am
Song or your poem?
June 30, 2009 at 5:38 am
a voice in my head the other day – so i could consider it mine – but the voice is more of a 3rd partier. i don’t invite it – it just comes out on its own accord