The tension is palpable, charged is atmosphere,
A joke's 'round the corner and then there's lurking fear,
Help's always at hand, but time always evades,
The forehead is always creased, and work dissuades
Eyes on the screen, hands on the board,
Knees shaking weak and scraps on the floor,
I know a little bit, left is so much more,
The warmth is cooling off, turning stone cold
Rising complexities, situation's a facade
No idea 'bout the processes, it seems like a mirage
Eyes and ear wide open and there's open mind
Need to laugh it all away, but for now, I'll whine
Need a lotta salt, to take what comes to you
Should know diplomacy and how to shrug, too
I cannot fake this stuff, I don't think you need luck,
I am what I am; face it, it's not tough.
Two months on, I'm still the new guy,
Pushed from behind, front and the other sides,
The hands that push, are the ones that guide me well,
Without them I'd fall right down on my head!
Still I tread on, shaking off expectations,
Monday blues yet to face; my voice's my suasion
Blending is not a biggie, the grinding's that I'm worried
I gotta do it right when all the time you are scurried
Here's wishing me good luck, let's see where we go
Goodbye comfort zone, I got this line to toe
There's so much left to do and so much to grow
Got this spirit alive and with hope we must go.
