That Which You Most Need...
That which you most need will be found where you least want to look.
The Mysterious Floating Orb
Weird Al always got some wonderful whacky wizardry a cooking!
This stress follows me.
Distress follows me.
Trying to calm down. Trying to fight my wallowing.
Galloping through tomorrow like it's yesterday, stressed I say, trying to feel blessed yet still I step to shame. Can't reclaim my own soul. Rock and roll's a livestream that I won't go to with a GoPro. A style I can't call my own. Dues they pile, am I wrong? To keep on. To do things like it's leap year and I'm legion. It's foolish of me maybe. I seek to flee to freedom.
Summer time is coming with a different set of dues. And this regret to lose. I hope it works as planned.
Summer time is coming and I'll shimmer till I'm steeped. In all things that won't stoop. Till I am huge and grand.
Summer time is coming yet it's a feeble hope I think. Cause lately all my summers have been gone within a blink. If I want to change my life I need to start with the sink - not the running water. It's become a slaughter. How much can I drink?
Summer time is coming with another hope though. With a sun and PE. So when I'm done I'll be free. I can run so I'll flee. I'll be strong so I'll lift. All the burdens that now weigh me down and try to find bliss. Like the highest skylift.
I will. My will. I hope? Aye