I wrote this late last year while going through a pretty bad time mentally and emotionally. What do us songwriters do? We write, we exorcise the demons. Therapy.
I was inspired naming it with this article Rhino
words:
Shine a light upon my mountain
But I’m still filling up on dread
World hovers on my shoulders
The past, the present the future then I’m dead
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Release, release Rhinos
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Unreachable devastation
The Meditation said
To look outside my inner anger
See what Buddha said
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I’m making up preservation
I’m talking to the wise
The mechanics of coping
Are practiced many times
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When I’m a lone with the demons
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I set in motion lots of dealing
On my darkest days
My instruments of adjustment
Stop mental state delays
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 © Claudine West 2014