Pecos Bill

we bury the past like but not with dread wounded hearts triaged and on the mend we bandage the cuts, scratches and mars slowly they heal with just a faint scar we pick it all up from yesterday start again fresh, another clean slate what we put in is what we get back tenacity a virtue that you never lacked you see the lightning, hear the thunder a red-flag warning that causes some to shudder an Irish tempest with eyes that flash you may have finally met your match you can't say that it is ever boring you lassoed a tornado with your lariat like Pecos Bill you ride though it bucks going till the buzzer with any luck you hold on tight, with one arm in the air spurring me on with your special flair ride on Pecos, hold on tight this could be the ride of your life