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Jamal
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The older man is waking up
A wiser man, he drank a lot
Now circles swirl before his eyes
Dizzy, hungry, tired of life
A painter’s past, no future’s left
All swallowed by the bottle’s best
He roams the town, he seems so free
His purpose lost, a bitter search
His blistered feet know where to go
Yet they are not to be moved
But by the ocean’s thunder
now.
A wiser man, he drank a lot
Now circles swirl before his eyes
Dizzy, hungry, tired of life
A painter’s past, no future’s left
All swallowed by the bottle’s best
He roams the town, he seems so free
His purpose lost, a bitter search
His blistered feet know where to go
Yet they are not to be moved
But by the ocean’s thunder
now.
Surf little waves big... Charge big waves hard
- Antwerp '06, Nijmegen '07, Werchter '07
- Antwerp '06, Nijmegen '07, Werchter '07
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