my friend marcus, he sleeps in my basement
his father touched more then spirit
now he can hardly sleep, sleep
i dont give a shit if you're lonesome
i think that you should go home son
find your father and meaning
now i can see
you mean everything to nothing
now i believe
you mean everything
my friend marcus, he works on a train set
and i still cant move on my broke track
he's helping me find my meaning
eventually and hopefully we'll see
and now i can see
i mean everything to nothing
now i believe
i mean everything
its funny how many don't know
how many of us don't have homes
Sunday, November 27, 2011
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Friday, November 18, 2011
ani difranco - wish i may
it's a stiff competition
to see who can stay up later
the stars or the street lights
and all i really want
is to be alone with the darkness
no more wish i may
no more wish i might
it takes a stiff upper lip
just to hold up my face
i gotta suck it up and savor
the taste of my own behavior
i am spinning with longing
faster then a roulette wheel
this is not who i meant to be
this is not how i meant to feel
Thursday, November 17, 2011
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