Thursday, February 8, 2007

Freestyle

I am laying in bed
In a room that's silent
And the character slow
Of the shiftless fan
Drops teardrops of grain
To the beat of unheard rain

I saw from afar
What I didn't dare approach
For fear of becoming
Uncomfortably close
So the sun set without a word
Over vast waters azure
And only shadows heard

Then with no time left
They played on fiddles fair
And let blow free their hair
To play the songs that no one'd heard
To play them to make forget care
'Til the firelight danced
To the beat of their feet
On the solid dirt floor
Of the place where they meet

Where there existed no hate
No not even a bit
Don't quote me boy
Cuz I ain't said shit

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