Over The Rine Show

Your soul is the shape of a microphone

The music springs from your lips

It flows from you fingertips

And all the world is right

All the sudden your six years old

Standing in the shadow of yourself

Your older, and so is the world

But your heart’s not meant for a shelf

Calm waters without waves

Is this your very own soul?

Let a voice set your spirit free

Be close to those you love; let them know it

And let this moment be

Peace and Love

Mikey