Journal
Posted: 2/8/2010 11:32:39 AM
I am writing & reading through old journals (I have stacks and stacks). Some make sense, some don't at all, some are poems, phrases, pictures, scattered thoughts that don't add up...I'll share them either way. These are typically free flow thoughts that are never intended for songs or anything, they just kinda happen.

From One Side to the Other.
By Autumn

These days I go from one side to the other
Open the refrigerator door; keep it cool just like my Mother
Brother Sam would rather keep things shut
See, I can do that too
From one side to the other
From red to green to blue

It's a tightrope, baby
Can you walk a real fine line?
From one side to the other
From hers to yours to mine

When the elevators broken, then we have to take the stairs
But the houses with one-story, well, see, no one really cares

Skip, skip down the street
Turn the page, ain't life sweet

Lately I have noticed, we're not skipping down
So skip ahead to find out what will happen now

Run, run down the track
Ride away & don't look back

I'm gonna buy a clock, keep the hands at 10 and 2
Fall back, spring forward, red to green to blue
I'm not gonna worry up until my time is through
You just let me know; and I'll just never know
Tick to hold on tight, tock to let it go

I carry my new clock, without worries, without cares
I carry all my stories, even when I take the stairs
I carry the tightrope, for good balance and good measure
I carry one for you, to skip or walk on at your leisure
I carry the fridge, I carry my brother
I carry as I go, from one-side-to-the-other.



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