Don't Need a Pen

Don’t need a pen to remember

My damaged brain cannot forget

You see my face behind the laughter

You see my past hurting my back

Write it down, write a story

You’ll make a dime, and maybe get some glory

How can we do it

How do we make a change

How can we do it

Do you have a plan?

(How? Do you?)

How can I do it?

I’ve got something in my eye

It makes me laugh, it makes me cry