I awoke from a bind
The sun peered through the blind
And lovingly stroked my mind.
 
The words came out in rhyme
I was surprised what I did find,
What had been hidden all this time
Releasing what had been confined,
 
I drew my words out on a line
My mind and hand worked synchronized
The strokes of motion, hypnotized
I took a break from modern life
 
And realized that the view from over here
is much more clear
 
and by whimsical nature,
The pen touched the paper
And my mind opened up
Like an old treasure chest
 
And inside was a cool breeze,
swept me off my feet
I let it flow right through me,
Like the wind against the trees
 
And an orgasm of ideas
Poured out, drenching everything
 
My thoughts then began to sing
A tune that sounded lucid
It followed the beat of my heart, 
and the rhythm of the world


Resonator guitar | Acoustic guitar | Vocals
Writing songs inspired by the Wisconsin Northwoods with hints of Led Zeppelin, Chris Whitley.

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