Spark/Plug
Alan says that it only takes a Tiny Spark
my head hasn’t been in the clouds since it all shut down
there’s a bench in the park that overlooks a dead garden
all mowed over as if beauty never existed there
i got a call from the doctor who said nothing i understood
interrupting my spark from igniting
grab a match, strike a flame, figure out who is to blame
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shock my heart into disarray, everything is gray
climbing the stairs, my feet feel like a weight being dragged behind me
Dan says it’s One Step At A Time
Together they scream Get Out Of My Head
Now is my chance to scream it back in the mist of smoke
The darkness breeds dancing
The strobe lights draw me closer
The bass rumbles at my feet
Nothing about life is neat
