You can change, you've heard that said,
just listen to me, I know what you need to do.
Bring your ear down to my lips..

Listen close and then you'll know,
it won't be before you up and blow,

that ****** green eyed monkey away.
Shoot it square in the head,
right between those beady eyes.

Leave it there,
leave it for dead,
and dead is where it's going to stay.

You could never give it away,
and you can't to this day,
but you can't take any more..
you have to even the score.

No wearing your heart
on the cuff of your sleeve.
You've got to give your self
some room to breathe.

You could never give it away,
and you can't to this day.
You can't give what you don't own,
it was taken from you along time ago.

Taken away when you were very young,
and repeatedly stolen when you reached out to touch it.

How you  shut yourself down,
it's a wonder in its self,
was this the only way to cope with what was..

if you were at least able to give
half as good as you get
you wouldn't crave all the time
making you the misfit those thought you were.

It hasn't been with much in the way of style
that you have let your teardrops fall,
it's been a while
since you had the real thing,
it's been a long long time
since you just let loose
and had a good hard cry...
even longer since you let your heart sing.

Every time you find something that you say 'is to die for',
it up and dies on you. I think it's time for that righteous cry.
Just let it loose, don't wait for the tide.

Cold and lonely
this life you've been living,
perhaps it's time to take a day trip,
rent a car and drive on out of here.

Maybe make it a weekend and go for broke,
hell take a week and drive on out to the other coast.

Stop asking your self
how can you grow up
when you are a child of God,
just remember all the times you were able to hold on when life was so hard..

So kiss those dreams and set them free.
If you could wouldn't you just trust in the Universe
and set those things that are yours to begin with free,
free to come back ten-fold.

Life is too short,
that says it all.
But it doesn't mean at times
it won't be a long hard crawl.

Don't you just carry your light
in to another room.
We can't be here for the bare bones,
The daily bread you think you have to buy
in the supermarket.

If that's the case
I would just lay down and die,
right here, right now.

There is so much more that meets the eye.
If it isn't just a nice day it's someone helping someone in a good, kind way.

I set my own traps and after I learn that... it will be time to move on.

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