from: "Humptamatic" (2011)
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Hey Bob
Tons of blue
Like two beggars
with a feather
which run through
all their nights
to be right
till some Colosseum
but if weather
does look clement
makes no fear
You and I spin around
don't see any bound or knob
Can one be such good and gone
Can we stay 'till the day's done
Chased but never found
As nobody hears our sound
A cold grey
Yesterday
Did I ever
Tell you
We're no more than preys?
There ain't light
In the fight
Of others' pride
There ain't light
in the woods
Of someone's cold delights
So we spin around
To reach some ground
We're slobs
Can one be such warm and lost
Can some soul tell me where's a phone
To call my homeground
As the world here makes no sound
We measure yards
of best regards
Even in shards
Under guards' sight
And it's so coarse
and surely it
will get even worse
if we just give up walking
but now I feel a bit tired
I hope you don't mind
if I lay myself on the mound
@LeoLex07 :)
sirhumptydumpty 4 months ago
its not often we come across music no more...thank you
LeoLex07 4 months ago
@LeoLex07 I really appreciate your comment
sirhumptydumpty 4 months ago
WAW! i really like this song
LeoLex07 4 months ago