A spoken-word performance that moves between fragmented memories, travel imagery, and surreal metaphors. The narrator shifts between ages and places, invoking moonlight, arrows, and a temple of doom while wrestling with yearning and defiance: keep my feet on the ground and my head in the clouds, I'm the arrow, don't let go, shoot me forth.
Chapters
You make it hard, oh, so hard. I've been north, I've been east, to the California beaches. Only one place I know where to find you. And I saw that girl's got a way with her words and you show it. Ooh, they will need some brand new shoes. And I, I, I'm the streets, got nothing to lose. A song I hear, who's that singing? Wind is brushing in my ear, mind gushing memories almost lost. Everything fell underneath them, fell as one in a dream. We were in a van, what a hitch we were driving. Saw myself in the Highlands at age 13, and I'm asking questions to the present-day me. Moving backwards down the hill, see, we were coasting. Moonlight illuminate my night, and my days sunray make up people's day. And a vision from the missing zone is screaming out loud, Keep my feet on the ground and my head in the clouds. I'm the arrow, don't let go. Shoot me forth and I will go. And I go, and I go, and I go, and I will go. Make a deal, it's for real. Tell me what you know. I don't mean to glorify. Ate the apple of the tree and tried to lie. But if you've got God in Halloween night, that's when I was born is to sing. I said that death brings life. And do uncertain things. Classroom's not for me. Sunset in autumn breeze. Sound is moving like a chorus. Keep hearing that melody. Check the radio, but there's nothing playing. Check the radio again, but there's nothing playing. Moonlight illuminating my night and my days on red. Make the people say, "I had a vision." Jumping this symphony, screaming out loud. Keep my feet on the ground and my head in the clouds. I'm the arrow, don't let go. Shoot before that knife. The lines will make your mind working overtime, but along the line you'll have to pay for the crime. Should you slow down, you'll curve out too soon. Vroom, vroom, then wanna blast off onto the moon. But you might get trapped in a temple of doom. You might get trapped in a temple of doom. Moonlight illuminate my night, and my day's sunray make the people stare. And a vision something missing, so they're screaming out loud. Keep my feet on the ground and my head in the clouds. I'm the arrow
