I sway with the moods as they come
Leaving no songs internally left unsung
Because I understand the cords that are strung
Leave me withered until I hum
Letting out all that has hung
On hooks and snares and internal hairs
Wash it away with a few songs hummed
No matter what comes we will hum it out
Sing and shout til all the ills spill out
Leaving me light as a cloud floating through the skies
Nothing holding it back, it floats, it flies
Moods are not binding hurting ties
Although they do sometimes tell you lies
Moods are things that help you sculpt
Old feelings new feelings into a new mold
Pay attention and lessons will unfold
If you let your moods simply roll
So roll with it ; )