get your **** together

Hello again my friend
Its been sometime,
I try and read you
In your shifting eyes
Your hands are trembling
As I hold em in mine
How ya livin
You were the talker&
I was the clown
We grew up wonderin
How we would get out
But youre still talkin talkin
You got places to go
You got people to know
You got plans
To get your **** together
Did you take it too far
Did you forget who you are
Did you stash your soul
Into the closet forever
So now youre hustling
For the five & dime
You cure the stranger& his perverted mind
You are the poet of need& lust hows the preachin
You painted destinations
On the inside& dreamed of revelations
Yearning to fly
But youre still walkin& still talkin
Hold on geany
Watch what ya say
Save your preachin
For a rainier day
Hold on geany
Im talkin to you
Youre so amazing
In whatever you do