Millennium theater. Get out there and buy that water and gas. Ramadan, orange alert. Everybody put on your gas mask. First leak it out about the president.
you wandered in. to the forest. followin. that shiny red ball. and by the time. you looked up. you were lost. but that's not all. you confused your journey.
in order to say thank you to you. i must do it intentionally. but tonight with every breath. i can feel my death. as sure as i can feel my knees. . you are my modulation.
I'm gonna turn and walk away. You can wait 'til I am far along. Then run and come and catch my arm. And say you'd die if I were gone. . I want to hear you call my name.
My breast is cradled. In the curve of my guitar. I'm breaking strings. And other things. Playing hard. No I'm not on the rag. But I'm not on the run. I am matching the big boys.
I'm holding here a book. Notable, but not the greatest. Stolen for me by the latest in a long line of thieves. And I'm just about to drop it down that man hole of memories.
I'll be the right hand. You'll be the left hand. You and me we make. A mariachi band. . Standing on the corner. Waiting for the light. When you're around I.
The answer came. Like a shot in the back. While you were running from your lesson. Which might explain. Why years later all you could remember. Was the terror of the question.