Greet The sun
We all know you know how To take the time to bow out Pull your pants up after going to the loo It's just something we all gotta do There was once this chick Together we were joined at the hip It was a terrifyingly wonderful trip Who threw me to the wolves Into a fire pit Many have dreadful words to spit Well I'll be busy dancing with grit Who were they say that I'm the bad one? Twisted lies hover like fire flies I don't give a toss as we greet the sun I water my soul with bleach and flowers I'm not the only one with the powers Of mystics holding candlesticks With cauldrons of steel will Standing fast and quick With quill in hand my words they flow The likes of which have never been seen Since the day of St Brigid's sweeping cloak All have a purpose and we have a voice To use for bad or good is the key to choice Rejoice rejoice rejoice