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trip with me

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trip with me
can’t stand a chance
turn on the post
only sane man
I am the action, you see

moonlit nights
that rip your heart out and eat it
stories flare in the west
in a ruined war warehouse

roof of tinfoil
tarnished mirror
I return a cigarette
too absent neighbors

see the reflection
despair and death of myself
I’m immune against fear
got a rugged face
need the practice of cruelty and a shave

addicted sleep
in heavenly purple color
a smooth yellow face
lips a blue hypersuspicion

distant mumble
unrecognizable on hearing it again
a voice
the moon shines
I have no native language

thunder not
I’m lost
it’s a friday night
streetlife of a place forgotten
clowds men in the world

feel the earth move
sleep in attempted god-head
wake to the intervened and utterly failed heavenly peace

outside a misty landscape
fog seeps
pattern of rain
you feel the rainfall
and sorrow in the air

days go
they can’t stay
better stick to your dreams
’cause there’s poor human hearts
pounding everywhere

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I will never leave this town

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I will never leave this town
I’ll always be the one who sticks around
if you wanna leave
you’ve got to go
I’ll never make my way past the door

 

so I’ll always stay around
so I’ll always wear a frown
and whatever I feel I will try to drown

 

and my life goes
down the drain like a broken rose
and I’ll never have to face my tale of woes

 

if you wanna leave you’ve got to go
I’ll never make my way past the door

 

I’ll always stay around
so I’ll always wear a frown
and whatever I feel I will try to drown

 

and my life goes
down the drain like a broken rose
and I’ll never have to face my tale of woes

 

never leave this town
never leave this town
never leave this town
never leave this town

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bayardo san roman

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I got up early the next morning and went for a swim
I waved again as I sped out of town
stopped
watched to see what I would do
now I’m walking down the street until I’m gone

I passed myself again and waived
sipping rum out of a bottle
a man, who would tomorrow morning be a fugitive
how long could I be here
thinking my own thoughts

now I feel a hundred years old
although I hoped I never make 30
I just take off all my dreams
hang them by the door
put all my fortunes in a hat
leave it on the stoop outside
cause tonight I’ll drink the madness of 100 broken dreams

100 broken dreams of madness I’ll drink tonight
cause the sink
it leaves a hat in fortunes
put the door beneath them
hang my dreams and just take off

I used to be 30
never make hope
though one hundred years old I feel

thinking thoughts
here could I be
a fugitive morning
tomorrow
would I out of a bottle sipping rum
wave and again pass me

I’m gone until the street I’m walking now would do what I see
stop
watch
out of town I sped
again waved for a swim
went the next morning
early

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