SOLID GROUND

SOLID GROUND

just can’t seem to get a grasp on things
but man i’m really trying
just can’t seem to get on top of it
feel like i’m guided by
invisible monsters

looking for some solid ground
where i can take some rest
from the storms of life
why god why

i’m sorry if this is not what
you expected to find here
that i am not your saviour poet
to make your heart do cartwheels
across a field of flowers

i’m just a lost rebel
master of the awkward, king of shame
love life on standby
until i can find
some solid ground

want to tell you beautiful things
like Chris Martin pop rainbow symphonies
make you feel alive and give ya hope
but in all honesty
making songs is a way
for me to cope

maybe we can both stand on
this solid ground
holding balloons
with cracking voices
working on our hoola hoop
on the edge of stardom
in a burning galaxy

where are we going
why are we here
nobody knows
know somebody
what matters
is how you
define
god