Just a Saturday Night Nothing
Mamma's free spiritwas locked up in chains
Daddy's free spirit
was pushed underground
Baby's free spirit
well,
it's somewhere around
It's hanging on by a thread
but lost in a mire
it's losing its breath
in some saint's dying pyre
Goodbye long summers
afternoons watching planes
dreaming of nothing
but what you'll do the next day
it's all a dream, all a thought
letting go of the things
you initially sought
posted by Anonymous @ 9:09 PM
6 Comments:
Bejesus I hope that wasn't supposed to be uplifting, cause now I'm reaching for my bottle of prozac......
LOVE it! I can almost taste the music that would go with that.
I can almost taste the prozac! Beautiful yet sad sweet sis!
Why does summer have to end?
Why?
What music do you have in mind Jez? Just curious.
Blues, for sure. This needs to be played in a sultry bar in San Fran. I would have said smoky but as we all know, California is a non-smoking state.
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