#skirmish #fragment #burp I could only manage to get this fragment of a song together before the end of the skirmish. Fittingly, I got interrupted while writing this, cutting my time even shorter. ***Update: At the end of the skirmish I had only one verse and part of the chorus. Later in the evening I kept working on the song and completed.

Everything was almost under control Almost under control Then I got interrupted Lined it up, was inches away from my goal Inches away from my goal Then I got interrupted

Now I don’t remember where I was And I am discombobulated

No need for panic, baby Don’t fall apart ’Cause you can pick those pieces up And carry on the way you planned

Streets ahead, leader of the pack Never looking back Then I got interrupted Perfect scheme Playing life like it’s chess Vision board of success Then I got interrupted

Why do people have to have Their secondary storylines And feel the need to pull me in Infect me with their psychodrama?

No need for panic, baby Don’t fall apart ’Cause you can pick those pieces up And carry on the way you planned

Now I don’t remember where I was And I am discombobulated

No need for panic, baby Don’t fall apart ’Cause you can pick those pieces up And carry on

No need for panic, baby Don’t fall apart ’Cause you can pick those pieces up And carry on