It may take you by surprise
Preventing any decisions to rise
As you stutter
And as you shudder

As you mumble
And begin to crumble

Confidence may have left you alone
As you call apron it like talking into a broken phone

What is it you said?
It sounds like your throat is full of lead
Why can't you speak?
Or are you just to weak

No it is none of that
It must be your mind searching facts
It must be a second chance
To over look before you glance
Apron some answer
Like some well trained dancer

You must think before you act
You must link all of what is fact

And that mumble will teach your mind
To search hard for the right find