on. I’ve always got
a song. I will sing it until
you got chills, until it fills
those empty walls, those ones
that you climb every day.

I will turn you
loose. Kick you in
the caboose. You need
something to make you
move. I’ll get you back into
the groove.

I will turn you
around. Put a smile
on that dour face. Every hour
you spend in the same
place, waiting for different
news and feeling confused.

This has turned you
inside out.
I will turn you on.