Everyone recalls their senior years… High School, College, something important you were trying to finish, whatev’s. Your “Senior Year,” is just that…the finish line is in sight, you know you are going to cross the finish line but you aren’t there yet. So it’s time to kick back, coast, enjoy yourself, maybe if you still have some gas in the tank & you have .2 miles left of a 26.2 mile run… downhill to the finish line… you just let gravity take over… get in touch with your flow & kick it!! Can I kick it? Yes, you can!!
Exhibit A, Last Night: C’s final H.S. Band performance… the Eagle High Fighting Mustang Band. And who doesn’t love a freaking drum line at a High School football game?? It’s freaking great!! Case in point…
I’ve got another confession to make
I’m your fool
Everyone’s got their chains to break
Holdin’ you
Were you born to resist, or be abused?
Is someone getting the best
The best, the best, the best of you?
Or are you gone and onto someone new?
I needed somewhere to hang my head
Without your noose
You gave me something that I didn’t have
But had no use
I was too weak to give in
Too strong to lose
My heart is under arrest again
But I’ll break loose
My head is giving me life or death
But I can’t choose
I swear I’ll never give in
I refuse
Has someone taken your faith?
It’s real, the pain you feel
You trust, you must confess
The life, the love
You’d die to heal
The hope that starts
The broken hearts
You trust, you must confess
I’ve got another confession my friend
I’m no fool
I’m getting tired of starting again
Somewhere new
Were you born to resist, or be abused?
I swear I’ll never give in, I refuse
Has someone taken your faith?
It’s real, the pain you feel
You trust, you must confess
Is someone getting the best
The best, the best, the best of you?
Good Things. Life can be simple again. If you let it.
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