Memoirs

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The world was constructed, I once believed
With simple logic and paths foreseen
But when those traditions fail to lead
I often grow weary of things routine

Someone more wise, once said to me
Forget what you see, hear, or read
For there's a world only you can see
Pure introspection will set you free

Now, I am sure there must be that
That's not yet snatched by brass or cash
Be it invention or creative act
With aversion to conform intact

So I break bread with this new designer.
Be my muse, subliminal ghostwriter
For memoirs of insane delivery drivers
And ballads of anti-ballad songwriters

I'd ignored signs for far too long
The ethos was speaking to me in song
I was meant to follow along her melody
I believe it is my destiny

I dream one day I'll find the spring
Of clear fresh waters, I'll take my drink
It's there the sparrows unfurl their wings
From distant depths we can hear them sing

And I break bread with this new designer
Be my muse, subliminal ghostwriter
For memoirs of insane delivery drivers
And ballads of anti-ballad songwriters

I've worn my soul, I've blistered feet
And I think she's placed some faith in me
No matter what the reaction may be
I'll look to others compassionately

Goodbye little sparrow, you've outgrown our care so
Take to the skies and conquer your fears
Fly little sparrow, soar like an arrow
I can't help to be sad though, for it's less you'll be here

Know little sparrow, this home is where you
Always have shelter to return through the years
But try little sparrow to cast a wide shadow
So you'll feel less sorrow when that shadow disappears

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