A stenographer for my brain
to keep up with ideas and laughs and pain
A typewriter for my thoughts
to press the ink that I forgot
An ocean for my soul
wood box waves from the corner
A window to my heart
opens with her morning art
Perhaps this different time will transcribe my mind
When I’m with Different, I am fine inside
Piece my story into ours, calm and steady ride
Captain’s back, escaping tides
A bottomless heart overflows
Can’t let it go
Don’t want to let it go
You and I, we make us grow
What is ready? What’s ready? What is ready?
Stepping out of the sky
Falling into music
Scoring a wonderful day
Wishing to be watching one palm sway
Opening windows
this is your life chuck johnson 