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The Power of a Pillow

Surrendering to the next day

Feeling lighter and lighter and lighter
the final day is quickly approaching
it makes no sense
I should be freaking out

Uncertainty is about to drop
the other shoe
every fear in my pocket
is about to spill out

Hardship looks over my shoulder
ready to step in
ready to take over
ready to take my joy away

Calamity, desolation, emergency
breathe down upon me
tragedy threatens to rear its head
upheaval is just moments away

Then why do I dance?
Why do I feel so good?
Why do I celebrate?
Why my sinister laugh?

Freedom is not free
there is always a cost
a penalty to bear
a toll on the road out of town

But it is worth it
is it not?
It is a small price to pay
for getting what we want