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I packed my lunch, my notes, my pen Then lost the notes and found them again
The coffee mug said try once more So I poured it in my cowboy boot by the door
I've got a deadline riding shotgun and a biscuit in my sleeve
If focus is a train coming through, I'm standing on the tracks to believe
Lock it, hold steady, let the whole room spin
Count every little wind, let the good, good word begin
My brain took a detour through a field of blue
But it came back smiling with a task or two
My neighbor's goat keeps tappin' the blast
Like it's checkin' whether I'm workin' fast
I told that goat I'm doin' my best
And I did once and stole my desk
There's a spreadsheet on the table
And a hat up on the chair
I may not know the answer yet
But I know it's somewhere there, there, there, there, there
Locking, hold steady, let the whole room spin
Count every little wind, let the good work begin
My brain took a detour through a field of blue
But it came back smiling with a task or two
If the plane goes sideways, draw a map
If the pen runs dry, use a snap
One small step and one more too
That's how a scattered mind gets through
Lock in, hold steady, let the whole room spin
Count every little win, let the good work begin
The goat found my notes and the coffee stayed warm
I finished the work before the next storm
Tomorrow I'll organize every little thing
After I find where I parked the chicken wing
