Pears

Not enough fruit to eat and too much shit in the mix. It isn't
evening out the bottom line. I have the pieces in front of me but I
keep using them in the wrong hands; using the left when it's the
right that needs the tune up. After all it's just one fall gone,
better ones will come down again, another one in the tank, almost.
I hear the music in my head and try like hell to fit it in it's spot,
only the spots move, can't go off the old memories, always need to
follow, braille isn't consistent, this thing changes too. Having new
things in the old spots will get you close.