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Fast... but it feels slow inside Tried to stem the tide, but no go Thick Scorpio pudding brain with a citrus finish What will I find that I once did hide, shovelling down a landslide in imbalanced cry for help to fill the empty space, or cover up the mess and relieve distress with a burp and a bellyful So now I expect an exciting ride, tearing down the walls Of the habits denied; the ones that say 'we're just trying to live here... never fear' So what's on the other side? Powers? Darkness? Demons? Hardness? Perched on the precipice, it's hard to see what other facets I will find of me I've jumped now, but only starting to fall, free flying thru a never-never land Surely God will lend a hand, helping hoist the heavy heft that I've hurt myself with here So I give me three cheers for hearing the scary unfelt fears call to me from under the plate, for daring the hairy food-free state For untold days I'm choosing to wait, and my cup will run over I'll liquidly sate the hungry darkness -- We've got a date! copyright 1997-2002 Panjoyah |