Friday, June 24, 2005

I see a story in my second hand belt
There's stars euphoric in the hand I'm dealt
With shoes of my thoughts I'll dance on the harbor
The people on the ferry see and it fills them with laughter
Like the green lazer that climbs into the night
I'll dance in my blazer when I'm well out of sight
Don't talk about this, when that could have been
The difference from reality and dream, is yet to be seen
Don't let them hold our heads, while we stare at their tongue
The fork is almost healed, it's a clever web they've spun
[K-OS] "Truth'll come back when you let it go,
Seems complicated cause it's really so simple"
A man once had this inscribed on his tomb:
Don't have fallen asleep, in life's waiting room

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