Wednesday, September 21, 2005
RAW, UNFINISHED
I wanna lose myself again
On the streets of Buenos Aires
I wanna wear a gray hat
And stroll to the voice of Gardel
I wanna smoke marlboro reds
Blow smoke through my fingers
I wanna escape the rain into a taxi
On another road to anywhere
Explanation: I used to write quite a lot of poetry/songs long ago. They would start like this and then get polished to finish or hit the bottom of the trash can. I get lazy now so I figured I'd park them here and walk away. Two in a row for ya. More to come.
I wanna lose myself again
On the streets of Buenos Aires
I wanna wear a gray hat
And stroll to the voice of Gardel
I wanna smoke marlboro reds
Blow smoke through my fingers
I wanna escape the rain into a taxi
On another road to anywhere
Explanation: I used to write quite a lot of poetry/songs long ago. They would start like this and then get polished to finish or hit the bottom of the trash can. I get lazy now so I figured I'd park them here and walk away. Two in a row for ya. More to come.
// posted by sinner @ 9:24 PM 
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