something's brewing

the world's a flutter
my words melt like butter
on freshly cooked pancakes

you wear your transparency
as if it were Clark's cape
but like Lex, i have the kryptonite

there's a storm headed to town
you better buckle down
we could reach a category 5

I've drawn a line in the sand
i'm about to begin
and there's no telling where i'll go

And so they say
the song remains the same
unless you break the mold

So i've started to chip away
and there's no telling how long it will take
but i'm steadily working through

Now through the cracks shines a glimmer of light
and hopefully i get there sooner then later
but it's a tad more of a tight rope walk
when you're working from the inside out