Play On
Am I willing to be open today
Naked to the world
Standing here as I am
Where – that’s all I have – is enough
Am I willing
Am I willing to be hurt again
Yet another day
Am I willing to be naked on this stage
Oh those slings and arrows
Of easy and quick misunderstanding
And so much worse
That we all throw at one another
Built into our existence
Our outrageous fortune
Not our true intent with one another
But there
But there
Yet another day
Am I willing to be naked on this stage
Oh those slings and arrows
Of easy and quick misunderstanding
And so much worse
That we all throw at one another
Built into our existence
Our outrageous fortune
Not our true intent with one another
But there
But there
Am I willing to not be the same
To get past the simple game
To act with love, to play the higher game
But either way
I’m in the play
To get past the simple game
To act with love, to play the higher game
But either way
I’m in the play
Am I willing to offer a flower in my hand
But, hah, I’m a man
A warrior, now with a flower in his hand!
But, hah, I’m a man
A warrior, now with a flower in his hand!
Wait, see what’s here
The bud of this flower is in every moment
Inside is the message of this hour
I want to open it
The bud of this flower is in every moment
Inside is the message of this hour
I want to open it
Am I willing to be open today
Am I willing to stand on this stage
Am I willing to stand here as I am
To still be strong
And to play on
Am I willing to stand on this stage
Am I willing to stand here as I am
To still be strong
And to play on
June 2014 North Andover, Mass.
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