That little stick in your hand;
it won’t give you the inspiration you need.
It might give you the inspiration you want,
but only for awhile. That little stick in your hand;
it tricks and deceives, whether its brown or its green,
and it will never be as good as the leaves or the trees,
for the inspiration that you need.
That little stick in your hand;
I’m not saying ignore it; I know the
attention that it demands. So kiss it
just one more time, and then look up at the sky,
and then maybe find,
the inspiration that you need.
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