Message To Me Songtext

Where, oh, where is that little child that used to play? Another turning of the page, another churning of the day Are you tired of the same? To much flower dulls the brain (your rhyming's stale again) I was hoping to be wise. Vision is two realeyes I've read a lot of How-To books on how to take action (If you would kindly lift the blanket from my eyes) Appalachian woman is a century plus old Is there something to be said here? Hope you Realize Few and Far between are these rocks to hop So set up shop and get to work No such thing as a living room When you sit around. Streaked a frozen lake just to test testosterone Message to me (did a world of good) Lost eleven pounds to the tracks in Ireland Never bet on the likes of a horse named Robin Hood I would give anything to visit History. Anything to replant History Oh, to dig for parts of me Stem to branch-trunk-seed Caught the theme of just what life's to be The specters speculate With their pounding on my head They're rattling my bed The slumber sucks you in I didn't hear from you And you and you on my birthday Message to me? (I'm quite the same way) Building new boats instead of Raising Titanics What am I trying to say? We swim or die. We sink or burn We try and fail (but try) This message sent to me is that This picture ain't complete Run along, live. Don't sit around