About that Real World…

I wonder what it’s like to be the rainmaker. I wonder what it’s like to know that I made the rain. I’d store it in boxes with little yellow tags on every one, and you can come and see them when I’m ­done.

I wonder what it’s like to be a super hero. I wonder where I’d go if I could fly around downtown. From some other planet, I get this funky high on the yellow sun. Boy I bet my friends will all be ­stunned.

I wonder what it’s like to be the head honcho. I wonder what I’d do if they all did just what I said. I’d shout out an order, “I think we’re out of this, man get me some. Boy don’t make me wanna change my ­tone.”

Please don’t change, please don’t break. The only thing that seems to work at all is you. Please don’t change, at all from me…to you, and you to me.

Yes, I borrowed this.

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