And as it turns
the drain was only plugged
with a guilty conscience
over making a quick decision to decide the whole life
the whole of the apple
and the weight
crushed my newtonian mind
3 simple laws?
to judge and make a choice
is to be judged and to be chosen
to have a voice
and mine bellows sound
forgiveness of the past
your name is known around town
and carefully I chose not deletion
but to let time heal
see the plan to its completion
I'm on tour
us laying in a tent
green pastures of head bobbers
the joint end cracklin
we wake up at our own show
only to fall back again
and we make love
and we make love
and we make love
and a thousand guitars and curse words
lives and news blurbs
and adaptations
will never upset the foundation
cause these songs have been like children
reaching adolescence
waiting to be taught
waiting to have presence
yes I took it way to far
the mind is my car door
and mine is still ajar
but our peace
is none to far
its well past the first chapter
we shall read to yonder star

PEACE
KC