Henry Rollins
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She lit my soul and inhaled deeply
Flicking my ashes occasionally
Finally, she ground me out
After a time, she reached for another
Cracked
Crumbling
Ruptured soul
Shattered
I wrote out a road map to get back home
I threw it away
Here I am
In uncertain time
And a shaky place
And this is all right
Not somewhere
But all right
This isn’t the way it is
It’s the way it is around these parts (Rollins, Henry. "The Portable Henry Rollins." page 5.)
Flicking my ashes occasionally
Finally, she ground me out
After a time, she reached for another
Cracked
Crumbling
Ruptured soul
Shattered
I wrote out a road map to get back home
I threw it away
Here I am
In uncertain time
And a shaky place
And this is all right
Not somewhere
But all right
This isn’t the way it is
It’s the way it is around these parts (Rollins, Henry. "The Portable Henry Rollins." page 5.)
Can't you see that there's light in the dark.
Nothing's quite what it seems in the city of dreams.
(Wolfmother)
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Grand Rapids 2006
Nothing's quite what it seems in the city of dreams.
(Wolfmother)
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Grand Rapids 2006
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