2004-07-03 - springsprangsprung
one time when I was young
something became unsprung
I pushed it down again
and plucked a crank-n-spin
the notes were propositioned
with little opposition
for once upon a plink
that programmed how
I think
therefore I am
but what a lousy scam
for jack-n-box
and shockin' jocks
let's trap the fox
with chicken pox
they straddled me with wicked locks
to tame a wild soul
just trying to control...
maintain the fishing hole...
I mean to say those predators
(I'm sick and tired of metaphors)
were dressed to kill "the dreaded horse"
I know there was method ofcourse
"I'll be OK. please. no remorse."
just look where you can find
recoiling to unwind
a different kind of mind
not lagging near behind
for you - not far ahead
true love is never dead
but right here in between
what's just beyond the green
(and how it looks from here)
and this valley of tears
this stuck inside the years
we'll find some comfort near
but there's an atmosphere
surrounding everyone
this place under the sun
where what is done is done
the consequence of fun
or other things pursued
(I don't mean to be rude)
some things will screw ya dude
but there's a right and wrong
and some things don't belong
and some springs won't be strong
when measured by the love
that comes from God above
that shock absorber shove
descending like a dove
the refuge of springs sprung
the heavenly kingdom
the only place to be
when springs eternity
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