Oh, to be free. Free like a birdie. Flying above The mountains, seas and trees. Making friends with bees.

Magic’s not for Story books It’s here for you and me. Simply open up Your heart

Seeing their pain The story’s the same I hurt you. You hurt me. What is to gain Besides closer to insane

Have you ever thought you knew som… that you can remember? How do I even begin.. It seems like the craziest thing t… Without sounding like a creep..

Righting the rhymes. Biding my time. Freeing my mind from these chains. Rushing’s for fools. Inept gets you schooled.

If you care about your health Know, knowledge is real wealth! Check your labels and check them t… Poison to harm, what it does– not so nice.

Divinely guided So glad that I tried it. Subtleties leading the way. What more can I say It happened one fine day

No doubt in the Divine. The rhymes aren’t just mine. Life choices. Right places. Right times.

Am I broken Pieces lost along the way. Am I crazy Mind tricks and the games it plays… Am I falling

Let me tell you the story of a bo… Thought himself wise and my heart… Had a great idea Planned his attack. What he didn’t know;

Conformation. Not for Me. Spirit told Me. We were meant to be free. Bird like and of fish in the sea.

Wrong is wrong is wrong is wrong. Lack of that reality Does not make you strong. In fact it says weak. An existance that’s bleak.

Dance with the Divine. The rhymes come all the time. Flooding my mind. Up the ladder I climb. Seeing the signs.

I met you on a Tuesday. In the cold section After work. Made your way right to me. Even had on a nice shirt.