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