It’s a blessing and a curse sometimes
to be my mother’s son
Rising from the ashes
with fresh fires lit beneath me
If I decide for sure I’m doing something
Heaven help whatever’s in my way
And if it’s worth doing after all
it’s worth doing right the first time
You can have your grey skies back
I’ll burn the clouds away myself
and come charging through the fog
that’s spent the last however long
trying to hold me down
It’s time to greet the summer days
and live life for what it’s worth