Music Well – Dosia McKay, Composer, Painter, Writer

Reflections on Art and Life

Channel Surf

You can never get them to sit on your lap
Got over the top of the other one
We’ve got something
They all have to answer to God
There is only one left
We get them in position and leave them be
Many people on this planet don’t know
Let’s see who was there – everybody
Maybe you grow up to be an engineer
Scootch your couch over a little bit
But not all the blood could be explained away
We have a communications problem
Protect you from me
Until we hear boom
Complete total darkness
We will dig around a little bit
And give it some depth
Is me asking totally ruining the moment?
See that wasn’t so bad, was it?
What I said would happen, happened

©2010 Dosia McKay

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