Mike Whissell - Windsheilds

With Baby Theo's first steps in the rearview
Glance to the future through a foggy windshield
Get back to the music when you have the time
Nurturing the legacy you leave behind

If your camera is collecting dust
And your guitar strings are fighting off rust
Those tools can stand-by while the craftsman adjusts
To Sedentary and Wanderlust

Like riding a bike with no training wheels
You might scrape your knees but the scars will heal
Can't force the ink to flow out of the pen
It's just a matter of time before you're writing again

To feel capsized, face down in the soup
Predicting Horizons from the passenger view

And If your camera is collecting dust
And your guitar strings are fighting off rust
Those tools can stand-by while the craftsman adjusts
To Sedentary and Wanderlust

Written by:
Kristofer Whissell

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