52: GRAINS OF SAND

                   

In my mind, any kind, that I’d like to be.

Is a sign, that I’m fine, and a sight to see.

 

Wake the dead, what I said, from my memory.

By a thread, is my head, part of my body.

 

“Stay-away”, Though there’s never been a reason

“Off-my back”, For you to be the one and only.

“Held-at bay”, You found that pleasure isn’t pleasin’

“Cut-some slack”, When you are feelin’ rather lonely.

“Some-will say”, And it takes a bigger man than

“Don’t-look back”, All those heroes in the movies.

“You-shall pay”, To do the very best that he can,

“That’s-a fact”, Turns his spirit into grains of sand. (chorus)

 

I will plan, lend a hand, to humanity.

Take a stand, if I can, on my sanity.

 

Wasting time, is a crime, in the first degree.

Paid a dime, for a rhyme, should have been for free.

 

“Stay-away”, Though there’s never been a reason

“Off-my back”, For you to be the one and only.

“Held-at bay”, You found that pleasure isn’t pleasin’

“Cut-some slack”, When you are feelin’ rather lonely.

“Some-will say”, And it takes a bigger man than

“Don’t-look back”, All those heroes in the movies.

“You-shall pay”, To do the very best that he can,

“That’s-a fact”, Turns his spirit into grains of sand. (chorus)

 

8 times, guitar solo verse / 8 times, Drum solo chorus /end on F chord)