This world’s taking off; about time I joined in
Enough with these clichés popping up again and again
You ask me why I always wrote about a given miss?
Because for the longest time it was all too disturbing to dismiss
And then it continued to an unending and harmful degree!!
Really?! No. But there was a longing to satiate that need
Melodramatic a bit; dark, depressed and dreaming
Just wrote to combat the stresses that were seemingly teaming
So now not a thought about what isn’t and what’s unseen
I’ve found a new soul, if you know what I mean
So where now, you ask, for this sharp-dressed man?
Can’t say for sure or that I even have a plan
Quite honestly I can say it doesn’t even matter
I’m done with the former and embracing the beautiful latter
Checkmate to now being legitimately colligate
And a round of applause for my eventual fate
King me and behold the brimming smile upon my face
Because there’s a place for everything and everything’s in its right place
There’s no longer a thought about what could be, and what’s not
There’s no longer a thought about what isn’t and what ought
My world has taken off; about time if I might say
Enough with the clichés and the boredom of every day
You ask me if I’ll ever again write about those femme fatales?
Well no. I’ve honestly lost the desire to at all
Because it’s been so long that my soul did long
And I’ve finally found what I’ve wanted all along
With a tip of my top hat to a sight so beautifully clear
There’s a sight worth seeing from the view from up here
There’s no longer a thought about whether I can maintain control
I’ve found a new soul… I’ve found a new soul…
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