Not quite sure, yet have faith
Always held in loving embrace
Perhaps it’s foretold?
Who knows?
I want to really live!
Around those that enjoy and understand
Tea party of suns and daughters
Not another critical lip, shit-show from stands
If you desire to be hero, healer or villain
Your place is the arena
Peaceful wind chime gently tinkles in the back
Gusts gibber jabber knocking shit down around yard
Perhaps this isn’t hard, I’m just new
A little chicken in the jeans
A freak or 2 at night
Better than games or shows, I won’t think twice
Get out of your head and smile
This our day
We won’t be here for long
Sing a cheery song
See you in a while crocodile
Til later alligator
