run-over
redmosquito10
Posts: 568
I was walking down the street today
When I stumbled over a crack in the pavement and fell
For the first lie anyone told me
That made me feel wanted
You see I’ve always wanted to be a criminal
See my name in lights-in post offices
Across this country
road is the pond where we used to swim and fish
For anything that would bite
Hook line and sinker,
Only surpassed my by fastball,
High and tight, make you see your life in slow motion
As you spin out of the way and fall to the
Ground floor of the high-rise apartment building
where I lay my head at night.
And dream the dreams of a young man,
Finding his path-ogens overwhelming his white blood cells
But still immune to the jabs and right
crosses and crucifixions of today
When I stumbled over a crack in the pavement and fell
For the first lie anyone told me
That made me feel wanted
You see I’ve always wanted to be a criminal
See my name in lights-in post offices
Across this country
road is the pond where we used to swim and fish
For anything that would bite
Hook line and sinker,
Only surpassed my by fastball,
High and tight, make you see your life in slow motion
As you spin out of the way and fall to the
Ground floor of the high-rise apartment building
where I lay my head at night.
And dream the dreams of a young man,
Finding his path-ogens overwhelming his white blood cells
But still immune to the jabs and right
crosses and crucifixions of today
"Ah, life is a gate, a way, a path to Paradise anyway, why not live for fun and joy and love or some sort of girl by a fireside, why not go to your desire and LAUGH..."
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