portable 8 track mixer
which meant free love to me now
it meant real freedom baby
you are putting the drums onto the lawn
crying no baby
the lawn is soft and sun dry
everything breathes people shout and laugh
sun hardens backs of shirts
crying baby
the sun another one another one dreaming
of movie movie movie life movie life movie
movie it’s all alright movie it’s all alright movie
it’s all alright movie it’s all alright movie
baby
and I would smile when someone I do not know walks through the door because
that’s really all there is to do
live
but you are dreaming
crying baby
door
more than anything
playing on the stage
every second
until something catches you
a fox
a fever
a disappointment
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