Monday, 7 May 2018

Twenty Eight

Can't get around the news, when you danced away, no one sang the blues, or stepped off the Metro, you have no shame angel, to leave me the loans, i haven't got a clue, like all in heaven's way, to ask what's your due, everything i call a home, is spririted just the same, the children saw you go, I sing successful tunes, to a brass bird cage, nothing's here brand new, i hate to be alone, don't see anyone anyway, there's jelly in my bones, truth is a bitter fruit, we jump this train, have no need of you, . walking in the rain.

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