Barry Privett

In search of some rest, in search of a break
From a life of tests where something's always at stake
Where something's always so far
What about my broken car?
What about my life so far?
What about my dream?

Raise the roof, that I might see the stars
To gain wisdom, to see things for what they are
Please, I need proof

Paloma you cry out, you beg for connection
The dreams you seek are straight ahead in every direction