to be in a place is to live what we survey and soak it all in
the flower is not showing off for us, it is trying to survive
simple ideas can be difficult to sell and make a profit
waking to the sound of rain on the window feels like not waking at all
we got into this we just need the right passage to help us get out
we cannot trust in everything that we see upon reflection
if we scrape away what someone else put on us what will we become
what we leave behind says less about who we are than where we leave it
almost without thought we dismiss many things as not worth the effort
how sad it must be to live in a world of fear and miss the wonder
uptown jack 