My mind is locked I've writers block
My song won't come, it can't be done
There's no recipe for my melody
Nothing resonates or motivates
Theres no cohesion
no rhyme and no reason
No reason in my rhyme
So I visit that great dreaming place
It infiltrates and illuminates
The sleeping, brings me meaning
Its where I belong, I find my song
It's a remedy for my melody
But its a parody
no rhyme and no reason
No reason in my rhyme
Ideas abound, but their not profound
My point of view is a little askew
But my prosody has some clarity
If I just redefine my paradigm
Words are freedom
no rhyme and no reason
No reason in my rhyme
Dec 31, 2013
Dec 31, 2013 at 8:06 PM UTC
My mind is locked I've writers block
My song won't come, it can't be done
There's no recipe for my melody
Nothing resonates or motivates
Theres no cohesion
no rhyme and no reason
No reason in my rhyme
So I visit that great dreaming place
It infiltrates and illuminates
The sleeping, brings me meaning
Its where I belong, I find my song
It's a remedy for my melody
But its a parody
no rhyme and no reason
No reason in my rhyme
Ideas abound, but their not profound
My point of view is a little askew
But my prosody has some clarity
If I just redefine my paradigm
Words are freedom
no rhyme and no reason
No reason in my rhyme
This ditty was actually written as a song to a rap tune
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