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Where do we go

  • Writer: George Legget
    George Legget
  • Sep 7
  • 2 min read

Where do we go from these thoughts opaque

From these hard city streets

To a small town by a lake?

From down and out

With crowds all standing on our gowns

 

I don’t understand the attraction

Looking for hope and satisfaction

Is it passion that makes you long so hard

An empty look in your eyes on the train

An unknown beauty, glowing but still not vain

Oh I’d love to get lost with you in the rain

 

If only this planet was colder

And everyone on it was just a little bit bolder

You can’t smoke on the moon

Covered in blood

All we can hope for our children is that they’ll (too get to) roll in the mud

 

Can someone let me out at the next exit

I’ve been running with the rats down here

Playing hard and living free

But now I must admit I’ve come up bust

I guess sweet music is the only thing worth our trust

 

I’ve done my time walking in the dust

Thin coats of paint cover this steel heart from rust

That youthful flame that used to burn so bright with lust

Fame, romance, heartaches and time were the enemy

I might be blind but my spirit can’t get crushed

 

In the black of night, tar streets swept clean

Sweet eloquent tiger waits for the hint

For the soft hands to let loose on their keys

For his broad smile to wrinkle

And the pearly whites to be twinkled

So the fire that burns bright inside

Can break out into the crowd and mingle

Turn the lights on Paris, this hit better be a triple

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