pride: not a flotation device

said goodbye to the sunset
said hello to the night
i said i’m fine how are you good thanks
but i kept my mouth shut tight

led my soul to a dark place
led it spiralling down
i held my breath for a long long time
till my dreams began to drown

and when your dreams begin to drown
there has to be someone to blame
so i’m thrashing around for a reason
but the answer i’m getting’s the same

it’s saying i need to let go
it’s saying i’m heavy inside
i see myself floating free to the top
and that hope is more buoyant than pride


Grant Morgan 20/8/03