Keep Fighting Hard

I'm all alone
Afraid of the dark
Please come to my room, I think it is a shark
Under the bed
It smells really bad
There's no place to go, you know I won't give in
No I won't give in.

Chorus:
Keep fighting hard
Cause you know I'll make it through, I'll make it through
As the guard
Cause you konw I'll squish it flat, squish it flat.
There's nothing you can say
Nothing you can do
There's no other way when you wake to the truth, so
Keep fighting hard
cause you know I'll make it through, I'll make it through

Now you're too late
You missed all the fun
Before it's too late, all the jobs must be done
Now when the doors close,
And you turn out the lights
A night light be me, i will give them a fright.
I'll give them a fright.
Yeah, yeah

Chorus

Hear me when I say, when I say you will flee
Nothing's gonna change, nothing's gonna change destiny
Whatever's meant to be will work out perfectly
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

La da da da
La da da da
La da da da da da da da da

Chorus

Keep fighting hard
Keep fighting hard

There's nothing you can say
Nothing you can do
There's no other way when you wake to the truth, so
Keep fighting hard
Cause you know I'll make it through, I'll make it through

Tree of Old

Planted black and white
Lasting through new inventions
Seven new spouts
As septuplets entering the world
Each growing its own way
Never walking down the street
As dog chasing cat


Bickel, Hank. "Seven-trunk Tree." 17 March 2009. Photograph. SmugMug. 14 May 2009.
http://www.smugmug.com/community/DailyPhotos/keyword/birch#493463651_itJFF

Renaissance

New, creative, funky
Sounds of life.
A palette of colors in a blender:
Trumpet. Saxophone. Clarinet.
Out of the shadows they rise:
Heart. Soul. Feeling.
Creativity running past the moon.
Big mama Lulu Belle
Sing with gravity.
Hear sounds of the streets.
Jazz.