Take It Easy (New Colors) [song] - DOG DAYS ARE OVER

Take it easy
Your mind is thin paper held up to the sun
Through it shines colors the eye can’t even see,
But you’re quick to burn too fast...
Be mindful & burn slow...
To regenerate from the flames & let new colors shine
Breathe easy

Nothing else in your mind
But looking for new paths you many find
This city, this city
Though it chokes the soil below
It might reek of opportunity
Flip these buildings on their heads
And out comes new colors
Colors to show us the way back home
The homes inside of us, waiting, impatient to be discovered
Home, the words & keys of access on the tip of your tongue waiting to jump off the cliff, somersault into the air to ignite & explode
As the world will watch in awe
And anger from the few,
From those who wish to keep it all “right side up”

Let the winds of the moment absorb deep into your skin,
So you can control the flames within you
Keep it lit to fight on, but to keep it from charring you black from the inside out...
Those days were hard, but you grew.
Oh, Self, how much you grew...

Nothing else in your mind
But looking for new paths you many find
This city, this city
Though it chokes the soil below
It might reek of opportunity
Flip these buildings on their heads
And out comes new colors
Colors to show us the way back home
The homes inside of us, waiting, impatient to be discovered
Home, the words & keys of access on the tip of your tongue waiting to jump off the cliff, somersault into the air to ignite & explode
As the world will watch in awe
And anger from the few,
From those who wish to keep it all “right side up”

May these new colors explode out our hearts
But may we take it easy...?
May these new colors explode out our hearts
But may we take it easy...?
Calling to me, to us, to you
Are new colors, not just shades of sad blue...
Even though the rainbows we see
Are all we can seemingly be.

Nothing else in your mind
But looking for new paths you many find
This city, this city
Though it chokes the soil below
It might reek of opportunity
Flip these buildings on their heads
And out comes new colors
Colors to show us the way back home
The homes inside of us, waiting, impatient to be discovered
Home, the words & keys of access on the tip of your tongue waiting to jump off the cliff, somersault into the air to ignite & explode
As the world will watch in awe
And anger from the few,
From those who wish to keep it all “right side up”

Take it easy...

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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