| And The Experience |
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Snowin' in July
My girls mouth on my toes
Complainin' old ghosts
In bedsheets of love
Christmas
In my legs
A strange start to summer
But I gave it all up
In time to wonder
Just when I thought
I knew what I wanted
A dirty old man reminds me
I'm young...
"Experience
The truth of all colours
Think it out,
Feel it up
But do it right now"
How long 'till I'm real
I long to be real
How long 'till I'm real
Left home to live
And I did
Trippin' all alone
I've travelled miles
Because of my head
I've sang to myself
To keep from going mad
The land as my bed
I slept beside the road
The ground is my friend
I become the road
The longer I'm gone
Changing on the go
The better I'll know
Mother and Dad
Can only give you so much
So I gave it of myself
In the real world, love
Twenty first century
Mind expansion
I wrote my own poems
'Cause I lived 'em |
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