About post, horses and volcanos.

I hesitated while in the post

Saw too much of me on those writings and thougt that maybe,

Maybe once again I was bound to be misread.

I've seen the carroussel ride and I saw you

Up and down chasing that horse, riding in circles

I saw it since day one and I've kept it to myself

I never liked carroussels -

Never ending rounds,

Ups and downs

And horses have all same silly faces

Kids seem to enjoy that ride,

Not me -

I got dizzy the times I tried it

and I still get dizzy and sick only by looking at it

I hesitated on the call,

These emotions are not to hold

Yet it's a constant battle not to spit them out

Cuz you know babe, this is a volcano

Keeping it quiet 'till the eruptions burn and blur and destroy.

But I kept still on the post

And I ride a real horse, not in circles for sure

And volcanos simply are what they are - a force of nature.