I’ll take the southern coastal road
catch the morning by surprise
find a pleasant place to be
where light is not so heavy on my eyes
I’ll try to do some clear head thinking
I’ll try to do some clear head thinking
make my list of things to share
accept the lonely storm is passing by
rest easy in a town without despair
Walking streets of no predictions
Walking streets of no predictions
Embrace a dawning atmosphere
In fresher freedom laundered clothing
Agenda’s now more visible and sincere
Facing my reality no longer chasing spells
Facing my reality no longer chasing spells
taking special time for each consideration
out there in the early air counting every breath
as my heart beats like a rhythmic incantation
Written for Jerry DeWitt and the brave hearts of blatant honesty
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