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03-20-2013, 05:27 PM | #1 |
Immanentize The Eschaton
Join Date: Oct 2002
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It's knowing that your door is always open
And your path is free to walk That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag Rolled up and stashed behind your couch And it's knowing I'm not shackled By forgotten words and bonds And the ink stains that have dried upon some line That keeps you in the backroads By the rivers of my mem'ry That keeps you ever hairy on my nipple It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy Planted on their columns now that binds me Or something that somebody said Because they thought we fit together walking It's just knowing that the world will not be cursing Or forgiving when I walk along some railroad track and find That you are moving on the backroads By the rivers of my mem'ry And for hours you're just hairy on my nipple Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines And the junkyards and the highways come between us And some other woman crying to her mother 'Cause she turned and I was gone I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face And the summer sun might burn me 'til I'm blind But not to where I cannot see you walkin' on the backroads By the rivers flowing hairy on my nipple I dip my cup of soup back from the gurglin' Cracklin' caldron in some train yard My beard a-rufflin'cold cowl A dirty hat pulled low across my face Through cupped hands 'round a tin can I pretend I hold you to my breast and find That you're waving from the backroads By the rivers of my mem'ry Ever smilin' ever hairy on my nipple |
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03-20-2013, 06:21 PM | #2 |
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Roses are red
Your mother's a whore Sec
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