When everything seems to be moving forward except you – you start wondering why?
What have you got to let go so you can get go and in that soul searching saloon you realise that drinking solo you can get so high yet it makes you feel so low
Like you’ve lost your soul glow and now your halo aint even day glow
So you pull up a stool at the radio and drown your sorrows in a playlist
You start to feel your heart racing but don’t know what the race is
All you know is you were once a pacemaker
A place taker a starter and finisher you were never faithless
But now your draining your glass for dregs wondering where your faith is
Getting up to write down how you lost your savings
Like a pop star in decline reminiscing about being A- list
Memories of how you made things happen now fade into existence
Torturing yourself without resistance instead of channelling your persistence
Challenging rhythmic systems like brazen pilgrims on a PR mission without television
Without broadcasting your outlook you need to lock down your in-look
and open up that new book and write
Cos sorrow never borrows from tomorrow it calls on horror to make today night
So lets make light of the bother your not harry potter you’ve already lived to see to day so just fight