'Guided'

Sitting at the glowing box

Two sets of eyes

Burning through the screen at cowboys earning their stripes in how to spit

How we tried to be

One of the wild guys

With our two sets of eyes

Our two sets of

Wasn’t much adventure

Achieved wasn’t me

Couldn’t sew a button

And messy like I ought not to be

Setting fire not my match

Packing up set me apart

Sitting ‘round this fire singing songs with you is all I’m guided for

Is all I’m guided for

Muddy little stages

Roaming wild and free

Paddling and peddling

Forged together separately

Lighting up with no match

Picking up set us apart

Sitting ‘round this fire singing songs with you is all I’m guided for

Is all I’m guided for

Is all I’m guided for

Is all I’m guided for

Round eyes squared with corners to lose things in

Like missing lines when a story begins

Where we lose our full stops

And the meaning to one is to another lost

Insults in the space between our words

Changing the course of a verse

Predictive thoughts easily missed

And opinions considered with a different twist

We need to find out innocence away from this

Thinking back to the times we used to be kids

Back when we weren’t hooked-in juiced-up and coded

Back in those better days

When we were guided

Is all I’m guided for

Is all I’m guided for

Is all I’m guided for

Is all I’m guided for

Is all I’m guided for

Is all I’m guided for

Is all I’m guided for

Is all I’m guided, guided all I’m guided for

Is all I’m guided for