Limb
John Samaras
Take a chance, make a call
It always seems so easy
Going out on a limb
Falling in slow motion
When you gaze into your reflection
There’s no protection
The place you’re in
Couldn’t be predicted
Then you’re someone
Almost nonexistent
When you gaze into your reflection
There’s no protection
It makes more sense going forward
Looking backward
It’ll come around
You know I said so
It’ll come around
You know I said so
It’ll come around
You know I said so
It’ll come around
You know I said so
Eventually your smile wanes
Somewhat left of center
Slightly amused, mostly alarmed
You still found it funny
