World Without End. Amen.

I am the control. I am the variable.
I am a silly blubbering stone, and then I am not.
I change, change, change like the weather, my experiments go awry, yet I laugh and wear my scorch marks proudly each time I am reborn from my sackcloth and ashes.
I teeter and totter and toddle and fall and get back up and up. Up up and away. Sometimes too far from the Mother Ship and I must go back, back,back and connect. Still you might like a ride in my elevator. It only goes up and up.

Up in My Elevator                                KD Rouse  1/25/2012

                  The doctors say delusional

                   I tell them that they have it wrong

                   Step into my elevator

                   You’ll sing a different song

                   The doctors say delusional

                   They don’t see the things I do

                    Step into my elevator

                    Step into my shoes

                   Go Go Go

                   Up in my elevator

                   Go Go Go

                   Up in my elevator

                   Go Go Go

                   A little higher doctor

                   Go Go Go

                   Up in my elevator

             The preacher says confessional

                   I tell him everything I’ve done

                   He tries to stay professional

                   You know he wants to run

                   La La La La La La La La La

                   Go Go Go

                   Up in my elevator

                   Go Go Go

                   Up in my elevator

                   Go Go Go

                   A little higher preacher

                   Go Go Go

                   Up in my elevator

                  

                   La La La La La La La La La

                   Go Go Go Up in my elevator