Growl and beat on all this shiny bright shit.
Cause the broken pieces will tell a new true tale.
It is easy to prance as you feel good, as you feel right.
But as you dance and laugh, your steps can get caught
Once you feel the sharp cracks yawning and splitting
Then comes the fearful pause and the cold dead sweat
It is better to just let go of the crumbling edge
To really take the tumble on your own terms
Wait for the hit, roll, take the bump
Even if it breaks you, at least it is the solid bottom
Reform and stretch, snapping the bones back into the skin
Breath will come from a new throat and it will scream fire
From the fall then comes the rise, if you have the strength
You’ll stand stunned with the creation that is now you
Enjoy every moment of the form. All of its secrets.
The pleasure of the real is an ecstasy few remember
It will fade, as before, letting the shadows sneak out from inside
Don’t worry, just spin. You will probably fall again.
