I could almost write a song
If I could find the words to sing
With a tune to hum along
And a melody to ring
Tell a story never heard
About the righting of a wrong
With close attention to every word
I could almost write a song
I could almost find a line
No one would ever want to cross
A new dimension of mind and time
Lifted from abandoned thoughts
Invoke an image never seen
Infusing diamonds in the grind
Bring to light the glamour, gloss and gleam
I could almost find a line
I could almost finish up
And claim I never had begun
From my lips would pass the cup
No more life under the gun
Take the time to work and play
Without the need to hurry up
If only I could have my way
I could almost finish up