Phoning It In

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“It”

When it’s cold, it comes slow
It is warm, just watch it grow
All around me
It is here, it is now

Just a little bit of it can bring you up or down
Like the supper it is cooking in your hometown
It is chicken, it is eggs, it is in between your legs
It is walking on the moon, leaving your cocoon

It is the jigsaw, it is purple haze
It never stays in one place, but it’s not a passing phase
It is in the single’s bar, in the distance of the face
It is in between the cages, it is always in a space
It is here, it is now

Any rock can be made to roll if you’ve enough of it to pay the toll
It has no home in words or goal, not even in your favorite hole
It is the hope for the dope when you ride the horse without a hoof.
It is shaken, not stirred, cocktails on the roof

When you eat right through it you see everything alive
It is inside spirit, with enough grit to survive
If you think it’s pretentious, you’ve been taken for a ride
Look across the mirror son, before you choose, decide
It is here, it is now, it is real, it is real

‘Cause it’s only knock and know all, but I like it
Yes it’s only knock and know all, but I like it
Yes it’s only knock and know all, but I like it, I like it ,I like it
Only knock and know all, but I like it, like it, like it
Like it all around me, like it all around me
‘Cause I like it, like it, like it, like it