What if I'm fine?
What if - fine - fine - alright - I'm not - it's not,
But how do you fix what you cannot see?
How do you be what you want to be?
How when there is no 1-2-3, no a-b-c,
I don't know, but I'm glad there's at least you and me.
What if everything's alright?
What if I'm fine? What if - fine - fine - alright - I'm not - it's not, But how do you fix what you cannot see? How do you be what you want to be? How when there is no 1-2-3, no a-b-c, I don't know, but I'm glad there's at least you and me. A white dove. I saw a white dove. Is that a sign of the heavens? Of the holy ghost? The spirit of god? What do you do with a sign, When your life is full of sighs and painful goodbyes? What do you do when you don’t know what it means - what it gleans - When nothing has taste but sour jelly beans? Who do you talk to when you don’t know how to talk? Where do you walk if you don’t know how to walk? What do you say when you see bible verses written in chalk, and if you still can’t understand the tattoo you had implanted into your own hand a letter from Japan something something in the sand some "exotic" land a moment unplanned so many signs and where do they go? Are the messengers aware, or do they not know? Are they holding on tight or trying to let go? Do they know that their signs are signs, or are they opposed - to giving you god’s word, that you don’t even know? A language you can’t speak, yet they read it to you - an open invitation to a party unplanned can’t read it can’t eat it Where do all the messages go the land of lost souls? where do they come from where do they go where do they come from cotton eyed joe maybe it’s just a dove someone let go at a wedding or after they noticed the soiled bedding or maybe it’s just in search of a magician following it's intuition tradition avoiding ammunition following you on one condition Wait, wait, don’t tell me I don’t want to see How do you read what you don’t want to read? How do you see what you don’t want to see? How do we keep breathing when we don’t want to breathe? Is a short-term vacation really all that I need? And do you think time away will help me not bleed? Another show closed. And another show opened. The Word Overheard
And what if somehow he knows What if for some reason he shows But it makes no sense he has no reason to go he has places to go every time the door opens oh god oh no And now they want us to coexist
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About the Author:Amy Abrigo is an actor, director, writer, and much more currently living in her hometown of San Antonio, Texas. Archives
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