I remember the feeling all those years ago
It was relief
It was cool
It was freedom
It was a a breath of fresh air I haven't had in a long time
Many years later and it is engrained in my mind
Like a movie I could watch every day of my life
All of this
and yet,
it is still locked up tight.
Never to be heard by a fellow human ear.
The truth that is.
They have heard variations of it,
but never the entire truth.
Oh what they would do if that got out.
Oh my, oh my
If the gate is loose, never let it go wide open.
Here,
We admire those with a few screws loose,
those who are a bit mad,
those who are lost in a fairytale.
Why?
Because they are the ones that understand the feeling.
They are the ones who have also experienced the cool sensation
They are the ones that have also kept it locked away
Now look who it is
My, look at the time.
It's a gathering of the mind,
can you make it?
I think not.
For only those who've solved the clues
and sang the blues;
can find the doormouse who holds the key.