Dismount-Peter B Writes

Dismount

Excuse me if I don't subscribe
To your logical
empirical
hysterical
point of view
Nice talking to you

Pardon my intuition
if it has bounced
beyond my seven ounce
vise
Must've done it twice
and look out
before history repeats

Beware the illusion
that reality
creates
Wait and you'll see
the hate
build as the
world refuses
to fall neatly and
be swept away

Thank God
for unpredictability
Can't figure me out
much less anyone else

You've got to get in touch with your inner self before it's too late

They've replaced the facts with the wishful

Pardon my intuition if it has bounced

Takes me to that special place

We're still lovers, best of friends

What color does my longing take on

What can be added to give it some punch? Truly, you and I can spice it up

Please tell me the truth no matter the pain

Step aside and let me ride the endless perfect waves!

What's in the water—I've got to find out, what's cruising through the air that makes me feel strung out?

It's enough to alter the landscape

I could only think that I should be on adventures, obstacles overcome with ease

Midnight hikes under a sky full of stars. Meteor showers, Mercury and Mars

bleed me some water that burns smoother than the sun

Professional takes - amateurs who don't know how to live

When it's sung by another it brings light

listen to your heart, tune out the clutter, bend to the impossible.

A song about intensely wanting to be with someone you love.