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February 7, 2008
old crow
there's going to be a show Osprey
they're going to tell my story from time to time
no one is ever going to notice
my phone is going to ring and ring
and I'll act like none of this really matters
it's just one more song for me to sing
while I explain the story
about how God moved in such a way
I wonder if I'm just wasting the seasons
until the pilgrims move away
when the plane hits the ground
I'm the craziest kid around
all these weddings are being planned
and I've been at two on the beach
with girls with nonsense diseases
such shallow ends, with men confused
love can be given, but it can be stolen
cold looks, justified actions
there's a dark place for these empty feelings
I wish there was some why to make him feel better
instead of seeing it all turn to blue
when there's no sign of resurrection
I don't know what to do
evil people are all around
she'll say "I just want to be happy"
and she might take a lot of pills
there might be all kinds of reason
but she won't know how she feels
and we'll go on believing
that love can cure all ills
but the pain is in the patience
and Lord sometimes it just kills
it's best to forget
it's best to move on
it's best to never speak again
and shed the spirit of deciet
Posted by nemov at February 7, 2008 11:28 PM
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