i’ll spin thee a yarn
one in which there’s no written word can’t.
From a place in vice, iniquity and sin
grows a paradigm that shouldn’t be allowed to begin
till one night, after love and light
shined bright, against a soul
that soul remembers their original role.
Sometimes it’s life
that leads us to strife,
in dark times, around the mind, the mental noose is tightening
its frightening to think
when your mood sinks deep
to places of disgraces and failures complete.
Yet we survive!
on the other side,
from the ashes of confusion
comes a profusion
of lyrics to brighten and enliven the mind
from that place where pure and unrestrained joy resides.
your doubts for a night,
embrace yourself, become a survivor
know a little discipline,
become your Driver.