Speak Up

Feel like falling, let me fall
Inside out, against the wall
Go outside and no one calls
Always love or gutterballs

Champagne lanes

Feel like dripping, let me drip
Right side up and melting lips
Left inside so I don’t flip
Tied my shoes so I won’t trip

Champagne lanes

Three lines down a side, you’re dancing
Don’t bail on the boat before it’s ready to go
and don’t add weight if you can’t carry the load
Three lines down your side, I’m thinking
Don’t bail on the boat before it’s ready to go
and don’t speak up if you can’t carry the load

Feel like rolling, rolling out
Insides flee to shed some doubt
Pent up whispers start to shout
songs at clown cars chasing clout

Champagne lanes

Feel like talking, let me talk
Left outside while inside walks
around the room, just kicking rocks
at circus themes and Disney clocks

Cham Pang lanes
Set the sail and bury the load
Don’t bail on the boat because it’s ready to go