Amy Jo Johnson: music
fairway
(imperfect)
I’m home again out of control
my life is a tangled web
not a tangible thing to hold
slipping into the fairway
slipping into the fairway again
on the edge of a hill where the mummy meets the day
I saw a raven of fear that forest did betray
so I stepped up to the side of the ledge
I held my wings wide
give me freedom I said as I stepped from the side
slipping into the fairway again
please to meet the moonlit sun at the brink at the edge of a wave
please to meet the moonlit sun and follow it to a new day
slipping into the fairway
slipping into the fairway again
don’t be sad said the mommy to the man
because if you don’t put up a fight you’ll never see the scam
slipping into the fairway
slipping into the fairway again
please to meet the moonlit sun at the brink at the edge of a wave
please to meet the moonlit sun and follow it to a new day
slipping into the fairway
slipping into the fairway again
so I stepped up to the side of the ledge
I held my wings wide
give me freedom I said as I stepped from the side
I’m home again out of control
my life is a tangled web
not a tangible thing to hold