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The Long Way HomeSnow's feathery kiss stings my skin The crunch beneath my boots punctuating Silence so loud my ears ring The car's back at the officeThe Long Way Home
Couldn't bear to drive, I I'm not sure I could even see the road My eyes don't work so well tonight I can use the exercise
I'm just another black shadow Flitting from streetlamp to streetlamp shoulders hunched, crunch, crunch, crunch Winter is the time of the dead
The silence is surprisingly painful I finger my cell phone yet again It doesn't ring so much anymore A strange dead weight in my pocket &nbs
by ~ApollyonJones
Sound CrusaderAsphalt amphitheatre in Memphis The current of flesh moving like a troop of platelets On through the clogged artery of Beale Street I drop a crumpled five into a fedora, thinking Your voice is the music missing tonight Your face lit up in dirty arc-sodium pallid orange But you never liked Memphis for Christmas I reflect that I don't believe I know you anymore.Sound Crusader
The Mississippi, I argued again Plays the only holiday tune I ever want to hear And you're in Alabama with the kids I shuffle to another street performance dimly lit As the bass player strikes up an old tune.
by ~ApollyonJones
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