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jon_chaissonIt was like getting caught between
Two ways of thinking, two states of being
Two ways leading in separate directions
I left the old guard behind
Like a ragged old shirt that didn't fit anymore
Once favored but now worn thin
I put it away for safekeeping
In case I chose to revisit down the road
For a time I floated, caught between
Two ways of listening, two ways of seeing
Two ways leading in separate directions
I moved in with the new owners
Those full of thoughts and ideas and motives
And pushed my way into position
I was welcomed as I was, as I chose to be
A blanked out slate ready to be redrawn
And for a time I think I fit in
One way of being, one way of living
One way, one I knew was the right one.
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Two ways of thinking, two states of being
Two ways leading in separate directions
I left the old guard behind
Like a ragged old shirt that didn't fit anymore
Once favored but now worn thin
I put it away for safekeeping
In case I chose to revisit down the road
For a time I floated, caught between
Two ways of listening, two ways of seeing
Two ways leading in separate directions
I moved in with the new owners
Those full of thoughts and ideas and motives
And pushed my way into position
I was welcomed as I was, as I chose to be
A blanked out slate ready to be redrawn
And for a time I think I fit in
One way of being, one way of living
One way, one I knew was the right one.
This entry was originally posted at http://jonchaisson.dreamwidth.org/5117.html. Please comment there using OpenID.
