Written November 8th, 2010

Music Has A Hold On Me

"I find myself thinking in melody...speaking in rhyme
Looping a tune as I'm leaping through time

A hobby is seldom with business in mind
But feed me a lemon...I'll ask for a lime

See everythings sweeter that comes with the green
Wake up from this dream with a coffee and cream

To discover this dream had embodied my hope
While the drink was designed to stunt bodily growth

I'm convinced to consume...but closed eyes can see through
As I lie in my room...in my REM lies the truth

That no dream is too small...no limits in sight
As we let go of kites just to watch them take flight"


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