I do believe in the idea of living in the balance, between seemingly opposing
forces, of hanging out in the unknown. Yet I crave some sense of wholeness,
completeness, finality.
This song is a mad celebration of being simultaneously in pieces yet whole,
of being, finally, free, even if everything is veering a bit out of control.
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I had control
I had composure
I had no fear of exposure
I had a grip
I had a plan
I knew what it was to be a full grown man
But something came loose inside
I could feel it rattling around
I couldn't keep it all inside
It got out, it can't be found
It's loose and it's free
It's a little bit of me
A cannon that's loose
A bird that's free
A sailor on shore leave after years at sea
A burning desire
A burning bush
An eye for an eye and for every tush
Something came loose inside
It was rattling my brain
I couldn't keep it all inside
It was driving me insane
It's loose and it's free
It's a little bit of me
It's just a little bit of...
Pieces keep on breaking loose
They don't fit in they have no use
Inside of me
I try to run
No matter where I end up I am always there
In spite of me
It's just a little bit of...
What's that smell?
What's that sound?
Ohh, here he comes, yeah, he's comin' around
Hold the meatloaf, forget the bills
Run for cover you better run for the hills
The Power of a Hat
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