Choices

Choices made are choices lived.
You get back whatever you give
When your down and feeling blue
The blame lies within you

Experience the closing of the door
Step over the cracks in the floor
Singing karaoke lets you get along
you still may never know the song

Help is there if you take it in
Only you know where to begin
Lose it while you're on the road
Now feel the kiss from a toad

The barefoot look in the sand
gets your feet burned without a hand
So dance a cool dance
Avoid the tip of the lance

Riding shotgun lets you feel the breeze
Stirring up the allergens you sneeze
Most of us are forms of genetic sleeze
Getting away with anything we please

Rabbits still are on the run
A tortoise bathes in the sun
Frogs sing bass sitting afloat
One can drown swimming the moat

I choose to stand by you
You will do what you do
Chains will keep you secure
If you choose to be pure

Look me in the eye and reply
Just don't ask me why
Choose to win or choose to lose
You'll still never fit in my shoes

It's a matter of choices for the people
Everything can be seen from the steeple
Just say the word and I'll lend a hand
you'll hear the music and dance to the band