Crunchy chips deliver their payload of salt and carbs
Rallying my taste buds into a feeding frenzy
It becomes an addictive craving that must be met
Soon the bag is consumed, and I look around
People at the grocery store are looking at me weirdly
So what you’re saying is should have waited till I got home?
There are times when a boy and a girl love each other.
Hey Dad, you don’t need to go there.
Every dad has to. It’s an oath we give at the hospital before taking you home.
They were lying to you, Dad. I’m all set.
And how would you know you are all set?
Look, do you want me to tell you what I know?
Kill me now!
Composing art through words and images
Inspiring imagination and thought through deep story telling
Nobody is falling asleep in the dark, too much emotion and adrenaline
Everyone is mesmerized by what is happening on the big screen
Many will watch it again at home, but that collective theater experience is special
Allowing for a brief moment a community zeitgeist that can be transformative
Begging sleep to stay the night
Engaging all my wiles to captivate
Despite that, sleep just took the taxi home leaving me wide awake
Rat race? You want to talk to me about a rat race?
Ordinarily I would tell you to pick up your cheese and go home
Don’t understand why people like you poke your nose into these parts
Everyone should have a chance to escape the maze, sure. but
Not going to stop you from getting caught in the traps strewn about
That snap will be your early finish line. Now that’s a rat race!
Go big or go home they always say
It made Stacie feel weird to be looking down at those around her
Admittedly most of her life she had been on the opposite end of that
Needing a stepstool to be eye to eye with their kneecaps
The fact she now stood on a mountain of money, well it made the view that much richer
Be tropical, my friends, and call on Saint Belafonte
Allow me to give you a hand with your breakfast to go
Now I know you find me appealing
Ah, but I can be slippery when I’m underfoot
Now come, Mr. Tallyman
And tally me, ‘cause daylight come and I want to go home
Slipping along my day ever so slowly but
Never leaving home. It leaves me a bit stir crazy
As if the weight of my world rides around on my shoulders
If I could just find a way to leave it all behind
Looking at that a second time, leaving it all would just leave me sluggish
She kept pushing his buttons
Now he was seeing red, but he was too proud to show it
And then her friends joined in, piling it on higher
Perhaps they regretted their decision when he made them walk home
Forging on down the path less traveled
Rarely has such a line struck home as tonight
Outside the sleet and freezing rain coats everything
So driving right now is crazy difficult
That the plow is on the more traveled path makes me regret my decision