Old way of thinking
never let you be
Open to the realm
of possibility
Be quiet, be quiet, be quiet
Head full of yolk
judgement of words
Disastrous Chances
Vision blurred
Be quiet, be quiet, be quiet
Afraid not of greatness
Tame the mind
Educated fools
dozens for a dime
Be quiet, be quiet, be quiet
Deluge of words
come spilling out
The intellect whispers
just shut your mouth
And, be quiet, be quiet, be quiet
T.C
I am Tim Clark all rights reserved c. 2016
I am Tim Clark all rights reserved c. 2016
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