You hold your head up high
You'll get clouds up your nose
You open your mind too wide
Your airy brain will fall out
You look too far to the future
You'll burst on that passing bus
You speak from the heart
Your mouth will bubble with blood
You listen to me too closely
You'll get my tongue in your ear
You hold on too long
Your fingers will snap
There is a time and place for everything
It is not here
It is not now
