Standing on the corner
With nothing to do
For hours
Staring while the clouds are
Making faces at you
Like flowers
If you stand still
You will be filled
With Power
Driving through the night when
There is no one in sight
You’re prowling
Feeling all your feelings
So incredibly bright
They’re howling
When your road is clear
You’re gonna steer
Toward Power
Breaker, breaker, Rocket Papa
This is Tarwater Catcaller
Howlin’ on your line, over!
Ten-four, Tarwater
You’re blockin’ Papa—
This best be good, over!
That’s a big ten-four, Papa
I have to honk my heavenly horn
Because I’ve got the Great Current
Flowing through me like a mighty sea
And I’m gliding down the line like flying, over!
Hey now! I do believe
You’re grazing grace, Tarwater
Amen and Godspeed to you—
And if you do see Smokey
Smoke ‘em for me, over!
That’s a big ten-four, Rocket Papa
This is Tarwater Catcaller
Howlin’ over and out!
Sitting in the silence
Just surrounded by air
Is Power
Breathing so your breath can slow
The noise in your head
Is Power
If you shut your mouth
Your belly with growl
With Power
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Writings by Thomas Radwick. Mostly poetry and lyrics. t_radwick@yahoo.com
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