Cupped hands holding all the ideas I had
And I am running to find the places they all need to be planted
Reaching my first destination, I try to plant just one idea
Really screw up and most tumble through my fingers to infertile ground. Devastating!
Yet after a period of mourning I rush on, and something miraculous happens. My hands refill!
Oh if I knew ideas would repopulate I would not have been so careful in the beginning
Now you know. Rush and let your ideas scatter, and wait to see what awesomeness grows!
The fish swarmed the small net.
Until that moment, Charlie was not that popular of a fish
Now they were Charlie’s army. They swarmed in and swam with all their might
And the net snapped, allowing all of them to carry off Charlie as the music swelled
Been a long time since she had to bend that far
Reality was just that heavy upon her heart
Everything seemed like the worst of times
And all she wanted to do was somehow slip past to a light hearted moment
Knowing if she had to carry more then she would…
The lack of sleep kept mounting
It became a load that was difficult to carry
Reaching a tipping point where it was impossible to keep their eyes open
Everything stopped while they sunk into unconsciousness
Dreaming of trying to go to sleep…