People don’t like it when you show your
When you make mistakes in life
When your edges are jagged
It’s hard to continue to walk a straight line
When the judgement hits hard
When everyone has an opinion
I wonder how long this road is
How long do I have to regain my composure
Is there still something in my teeth?
Is there something weak underneath?
Is the foundation less stable than what meets the eye?
Is the regulation a part of the handle?
How long does it take to be thrown over there?
To take hold of the plans in the air
The policy waiting to take hold
Everyone’s holding their breath
Waiting to initiate a strike inlaid in our paths
Clockwise and sometimes upside down
Who was it who said it before?
I couldn’t hear them I was too far away
But I heard it was said in an unusual way
That interpretation of sound is merely perception regained
Because what I see and what you see
Is uniquely abstract
Insanely I act
If I wait for the strap
If the leg is quite long
I’m counting on it
It’s coming through very clear
I can see it and I can hear it
The static makes it hard to hold on to
But it’s there I know it
I’ll take what’s mine
It took me so long to get here
The hope is strong
The faith is mine