in serenity . there is tension we don’t feel . until it’s broken
standing in between what was before and what’s next is where we are now
all the things to see when sitting beside the road as time passes by
when one falls, others are there in support; or else the idea fails
temporary lines . drawn to mark the boundaries . will change tomorrow
the spider’s worry is only to spin the web not what it will catch
when the wheels come off we have two choices: panic or enjoy the view
nothing else settles in the imagination like an autumn fog
the loudest voices . seem to want us to believe . love is all but dead
stand in a moment and realize it’s changing right before your eyes
uptown jack 