- I got it. I lost it
- I picked it up. I dropped it
- It slipped though my fingers
- Down the rabbit hole
- I want it back so badly
- I am searching for control
- I got it. I lost it
- My ego got the best of me
- It dodges all the truth
- It chooses what to see
- What unfolds before us
- Our ego and Our souls
- They will come together
- Surrender, we all know
- Everything is hearts if you want it to
- be; Beating in harmony of twin
- flames; Floating between destinies
- Shrill is the voice of the tiniest hag
- Letting her cat escape from the bag
- Can you hear her, small and hidden
- Like her demons mind is ridden
- Bring them into sun and moon
- Clip and chop and pull and prune
- The system is miraculous
- It keeps itself in check
- If you want a part to play
- You’d better stack your deck
- The teacher didn’t teach me
- She just got in the way
- In telling me, “do this, do that”
- Exactly as I say
- A wise old owl sat on an oak;
- The more he saw, the less he spoke;
- The less, he spoke, the more he heard;
- Why aren’t we like that wise old bird?
- ~ Nursery Rhyme ~
- Why must you always make a mess of it all
- Your tape makes the paint peel off of the wall
- It must be the problem with dropping the ball
- Get back to us, join us, we’re draped in the pall
- What I want to say to you
- Makes sense to me
- But, might be untrue
- Let me think until later
- And it’s layers we’ll undo
