Lyrics:

Stories long and mem'ries old dance behind my eyes
with bold
And brazen souls. No room or cage can hold these back from pen and page.
Fears of death and frights from doubt might harm within if not let out
Into the world, and so, engage the purpose of both
pen and page.
Dreams and drives that make hearts beat and run the
body's length to feet
That triumph race and battles waged, now known because of pen and page.
Each sort of man may use these tools; the poor who
serves, the rich who rules,
The fool who boasts, the wisest sage, all written d
own by pen and page.
No length of long, no depth of deep, no width of wide can story keep.
There is no measurement to gauge the power of this
pen and page.
And so these things are written down, that what the
mind may lose be found,
And though my name may someday fade, my life will live beyond my days.
The wisdom from my wounds sustained will bleed into
another's way.
The blood I spill is black with age and lies between this pen and page

(c) 2015 Jimmy Atkins