Flipping the Cup
Sometimes I’m a critic
I try not to be a cynic
I’ve been spun by life
too many times that
I’m not always with it
I look for a narrow line
I don’t find it every time
but I often see you there
and I’m so happy
to share the moment
I block out
more than I take in
as the glass remains
almost full
got a lot to work with
I don’t give in
I’m not impressed
with every fool
I move towards the beauty
while I still do my duty
I’ve seen too many movies
not to know how this ends
you make a convincing case
that we could mix our fates
together with a lot of things
beautiful and dangerous