
SPINNING PLATES
There goes my head it’s spinning free
Once again well off it flies
And the visions that I see
I know they're going to drive me wild
Oh it's all that I can do
To keep my basest level instincts
Under check
Before no stone is left unturned
And I'm a wreck
I don't want to keep on spinning plates no more
I just want to hide behind the door
I don't want to keep on spinning plates no more
I just want to hide behind the door
Sometimes I can't stand being me
I'm my own worst enemy
All these daft imagined slights
I rail against with all my might
Well I know this to be true
You told me oh so many times
That I lost count
But I keep doing what I do
And let it mount
I don't want to keep on spinning plates no more
I just want to hide behind the door
I don't want to keep on spinning plates no more
I just want to hide behind the door
© A. Harper/C. Ryan 2018