Sometimes the bell chimes Offbeat, and broken harmonies Spill forth in defiance Of all life previously clockwork And measured for meaning A thought, unaccounted for Raises it's head and breaks forth And ushers in a new day Long-sought, weighed and pinned down I am ready now I might spend three nights Bent double with doubt I might have to come up for air Gasping, arms akimbo But I am holding my own Palms outstretched I'm trying my best