Realistic Symphony
Realistic Symphony
Perfection by these standards a myth
Having everything you want
A woman, her eighth, and fifth
Fractions multiplying width
Carry all your weight on front
Still, the callendar catches cloud nine
To pay the high Price
Or a similar currency
Converting yesterday to tomorrow
Put the future on ice
To melt the past currently
Don't owe something that you know is hollow
Make yourself a world of good
Built on a foundation of wisdom
Take your time in choosing wood
Wrong kinds make the termites come
But if you stumble upon decay
Let the rotten rooms crumble away
Build a wall with a song, and a window
So you can see where you used to be
Sing yourself a strong crescendo
In a realistic symphony
The song is long, and hard, but worth it
Everyone's flawed, but everyone's perfect
Copyright © Clay Young Jr. | Year Posted 2011
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