River shivers

As I sit on rocks by river. By hieroglyphs that make me shiver. For the reason come to pass. Like smoke rolling on your glass. And just for who it may concern. Should I could I teach or learn. For it is I Just Me I Am. I can. I will just me not them. So turn around look to the sky. Then you might just learn to fly. So spread your wings take in the breeze. Don't just talk roll up your sleeves. Then trade it all for a grain of salt. Cause its probably mostly all your fault.