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January 21, 2005
a way for a while
Right to the ways and the rules of the world
Put on some Hitchcock and slip past the guards
Muscles are tense from everything
You hope for a wind strong enough
Captain Fantasy battles Mr. Know it All
A moment when your words meet your life
The burritos wont be half as good but that's just too bad
Run away with your bad self
A mountain holds you dear
Bring your guitar so you could at least join a cover band
Wont be half as good but that's just too bad
More cowbell and hope for hand claps in time
Don't forget to write down what you think
It doesn't have to rhyme
Posted by Joe Sepi at January 21, 2005 10:58 AM