CLOSE CALL

Close call by: Luke James: Titus 
   I wish that I knew how to follow my stars, To climb all the ladders raise all the bars. But somehow I end up riding the pine, straddling the fences and crossing the line. Now I beseach you I lay out my soul,I have many questions;is this my roll? Do I pay homage? Do I give heed? Shall I bring carnage? Will I sow seed? For all have their purpose yet I can't find mine and we know there's no surplus for what we call time. Yes there is the answer the quest can be had,enough with the banter it won't so bad. Cause life is just wisdom a learning ,a race. And some end up burning while I set the pace. Unless you have knowledge of your inner you. The only way to get all the way through. Cause the door is not open not locked or ajar so the way to get through is to not go to far. So gather your wisdom and and wither your pain. Cause I need an answer To why I'm insane. Why do I do things? They say "just ain't right".  And why do I lead the the pack into the fight? Why am I reckless? Why aren't I free? And where can I find this man they call me? For that man has answers, that man is real. That man still dances yes that man can feel. That man's a good man the one who can see. Yes that man's the only one . That man they call me.