3-21-03 Sydney


Antarctic breeze indoors
Guitars stiffen and balk
Trying to chase something that
Refuses to be caught

Cold air and cold looks
Neither can be controlled
I can see why the others keep
Their heads down and call
The bank every Tuesday

To contemplate a stressful sound check
How something that is supposed to help
Can be so strange
A new world
Strings of ingratitude
In the big leagues

Time to get right sized
And put this where it belongs.