Flower in a Gun
I'm a simple guy
Working on myself
Putting pieces back together, everything is off the shelf
Wake up with the sun
Hit the ground and run
Barefoot on the blacktop like a flower in a gun
Typical mistakes
Looking for a break
I wanna take the easy way by riding in the wake
I gotta find my style
Stay there for a while
I won't settle for a copy but I'll settle for a smile
Memory is fine
I use it all the time
Pieces of a story come together in my mind
I make a glove that fits
I win and never quit
I end up with a better deal when I commit to it
Rhythm and the flow
Cycle in the road
Dancing with the energy I get when I don't know
Feel the in-between
Spaces as I breathe
The world that I consider is the world that I perceive
I'm a devotee
You can count on me
My life is dedicated to the blue jay in the tree
Never early, never late
Death is on my plate
Living in the present at a graduated rate
Working like a dog
Candle in the fog
Thoughts are getting heavy like a sycamore log
Pouring out the words
Drinking in the sound
Ready like a runner as the beat comes back around
Imagination rules
Empathy is cool
Everyone is swimming in an animistic pool
Listen to your voice
Use it like a toy
Play the kind of role that you create and then destroy
Seminary halls
Monastery walls
Letting go of everything is one way not to fall
Crying with a friend
Laughing in the end
Rise above the pain and separate and let it mend
Working on myself
Putting pieces back together, everything is off the shelf
Wake up with the sun
Hit the ground and run
Barefoot on the blacktop like a flower in a gun
Typical mistakes
Looking for a break
I wanna take the easy way by riding in the wake
I gotta find my style
Stay there for a while
I won't settle for a copy but I'll settle for a smile
Memory is fine
I use it all the time
Pieces of a story come together in my mind
I make a glove that fits
I win and never quit
I end up with a better deal when I commit to it
Rhythm and the flow
Cycle in the road
Dancing with the energy I get when I don't know
Feel the in-between
Spaces as I breathe
The world that I consider is the world that I perceive
I'm a devotee
You can count on me
My life is dedicated to the blue jay in the tree
Never early, never late
Death is on my plate
Living in the present at a graduated rate
Working like a dog
Candle in the fog
Thoughts are getting heavy like a sycamore log
Pouring out the words
Drinking in the sound
Ready like a runner as the beat comes back around
Imagination rules
Empathy is cool
Everyone is swimming in an animistic pool
Listen to your voice
Use it like a toy
Play the kind of role that you create and then destroy
Seminary halls
Monastery walls
Letting go of everything is one way not to fall
Crying with a friend
Laughing in the end
Rise above the pain and separate and let it mend
Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Kerr
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