January Song

I'm so tightly wound intention

Feels just like a guitar string

Waiting to reveal emotions

Touch me and you'll hear me sing!

I'm so tired of being wild

But there's so much that I have to do

Tidy up the place for Monday

When she's buried in her dancing shoes!

My journey has me so hard lately

Been having to get out and push

Left me standing on the sidewalk

Talking to a burning bush.

Politicians selling freedom

Bumper sticker 50 cents.

Asking what they want to be free from

Answer don't make any sense!

Somewhere on the far horizon

Gonna wash away my sins

Turn around and chase tomorrow

This is how the end begins!