When I think of release
I think of a caged bird
being tossed in the air
spread its wings and fly
When I think of release
I think of that big beautiful bass
you just reeled in but you
let it go
When I think o mechanism
I think of a powerful machine
with movable parts
When I think of Release Mechanism
I think of poetry to totally let that
ink flow
set them words in motion
release them from that pen
of that hand words comin
from the Soul