Nothing Up My Sleeve
It's been hard to get this far
Harder to explain
How I've made it all this way
With nothing up my sleeve
No slight of hand or magic
On which to fall back on
Only these two left feet
To keep me traveling on
To stay a-light in mid-flight
Is a feat all by itself
Clinging tight to razor wire
Through the hoops of fire, I'm dealt
In my defense, if I could swim
I would dive in deep
But as it is through all of this
There's nothing up my sleeve
If I knew the sum when I signed up
I might have saved for a rainy day
But this downpour has drenched me to the core
Still, I somehow make my way
It's time I suppose the saying goes
Finder's keeper's losers weep
And you will find that I ain't lying
When I say there's still nothing up my sleeve
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