The words are jumbled, I can't get them out.
A raging mass of ideas and rhetoric in my head stomping around.
Cute jokes here, a spout of wisdom there, but never enough.
Words words words come to me please
Like a waterfall pounding in my head
Let the words pour out.
I release you, release you, you from this block.
This heavy burden of block BEGONE!
A raging mass of ideas and rhetoric in my head stomping around.
Cute jokes here, a spout of wisdom there, but never enough.
Words words words come to me please
Like a waterfall pounding in my head
Let the words pour out.
I release you, release you, you from this block.
This heavy burden of block BEGONE!
It's here...
It flows...
I feel it...
It's gone...
The words. Forever past the very tips of my fingers.
But one agonising word at a time they come. Eventually.
They Always come home...
