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Gentle Jack Jones
"I've stayed in every blue-light cheap motel." - Robert Hunter
"I've stayed in every blue-light cheap motel." - Robert Hunter
Thursday, September 25, 2014
Monday, September 22, 2014
Carnival
She wanted to be a star,
But those times was old and creaky.
Everything is made of wood,
But, why would you believe me.
She was the one full of promise.
Hell, it was quite a show some nights,
That's all it had to be,
The earth was welcoming.
We were her greatest achievement,
And the grass was warm and we'd dance and sing,
And soft when I laid down to gaze at the sky,
nothing was frightening.
And Youth is a gift!
and I would have stayed there forever, that's my heart.
But, for her, she saw a different twinkle...
And she left me with my ground, So,
I have need to take to the cities, to see...
where she's to be found.
But those times was old and creaky.
Everything is made of wood,
But, why would you believe me.
She was the one full of promise.
Hell, it was quite a show some nights,
That's all it had to be,
The earth was welcoming.
We were her greatest achievement,
And the grass was warm and we'd dance and sing,
And soft when I laid down to gaze at the sky,
nothing was frightening.
And Youth is a gift!
and I would have stayed there forever, that's my heart.
But, for her, she saw a different twinkle...
And she left me with my ground, So,
I have need to take to the cities, to see...
where she's to be found.
Friday, September 19, 2014
Friday, September 12, 2014
Monday, September 8, 2014
Thursday, September 4, 2014
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