Reaching upward   I'm earthbound   Daydreamer wake me up   I'd welcome the interruption   My patience is wearing thin   On the ebb & flow   Yeah, well, I know I'm slow       Hot-tempered and legally disturbed   I'm realizing that I am chronically spaced   As long as I'm kept from laying hands on a weapon   Well then I think I'm o.k.   SO HA!       Be quiet I just need to hear myself -- think       Loud and uncontrolled   Totally aware that I know   But not enough to pull back   And let things go       Pushing forward   Through Hell's ground   Whirling in Sufi's dream   Pothering everything   But the action I need to get through the ebb & flow   Yeah, well, I know I'm slow       High-strung and high-waisted   If I bitch it's not earnest   I'm just unloading some weight   As long as I'm kept from laying hands on a weapon   Then maybe you'll be o.k.   SO HA!      Shut up I just need to hear myself -- speak       Maybe I should stop praying for a miracle   and savor every morsel that I've been served   It's all up to me   If I want to sit at the head of the table   No excuse   I've just got to join everyone at the table