A.I.R.

Every day it's just a new sensation A rejuvenation where ever I roam From the world, I get a good vibration It could heal the nation, I'm taking it home In a revery my faint reflection From every direction, cuts right to the bone As I hear them sounding off in the distance That art is resistance, I'm making my own For every season there's a reason through of through Even if you're sad and blue Even if you stand with few Come and take my hand, pulling you to land I will understand, it's true, God knows Faith alone can offer no protection Against insurection, the kids are all grown Idle hands can never be ever gripping If you keep chipping away at the stone I don't need no fancy ten car garages Or big entourages, I go it alone Yesterdays is just a sweet addiction A fine work of fiction, where ever they flown Life in it's essence is a delicate ballet One to which survivors sway Into which we dive each day And on which we thrive, and for which we strive Children, so alive, allay our woes