crashing into now
crashing into now
to wake in tangled beddings
need a bigger stick
crashing into now
to wake in tangled beddings
need a bigger stick
a new day is here
and the dice have left the cup
chance is all about
in the quiet dark
feel the rustling of trees
disturbing our calm
bring forth a focus
for there are tasks to be done
to light the fires
that moment of change
to walk among the drizzle
and then comes the rain
there is a hole there
fill it with some espresso
and no one gets hurt
why borrow trouble
it will find you quick enough
life's chaotic seas
true dedication
the man behind the curtain
who's pulling your strings
picking through the rust
breathing new life into steel
visiting junkyards
stories of our lives
scars remind us where we've been
retrieve the future