It’s not a gift
It’s hard work
It’s not lots of fun
It’s a fucking JOYRIDE
If you let go and let it take you.
If you think you’re in for an easy ride of it
Sell, it, take it to the pawnshop
See what you can get for it.
I can tell you’re not here to save the world
Or even be a little bit entertaining.
If for a minute
You aren’t shoving your fists
In the dark corners of your soul
To show us who you really are
Then work in a bank.
It might be easier for the rest of us
If your humanity never
Saw its own face.
Suck in the power you’re standing on
From the deep earth
And roar it to the gods
Make them listen
You’re bigger
You’re uglier
You’re more powerful
More beautiful
Touching the divine inside.
Are you going to come out now?
This is play
Go on, get dirty
Everything I have said to you
Is advice I’ve given myself, so
Get out there.
Give those kids the best panto they’ve ever seen.