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Category: Writing and Poetry
HOLES YA LEAVE
Copyright 2009 (All rights reserved)
Marshall Peery Publishing (ASCAP)
Loose dirt fills a shovel
Where ya bury the dead mans shell
In that garden of good -n- evil
Souls drift to Heaven or Hell
A place to morn over yesterday
Where mysteries still sit -n- wait
It's up to you my friend...
To decide your own fate
Life's about the "Holes Ya Leave"
and that mark you make in time
When ya pick up the ole guitar
-n- string together... words that rhyme
Life's about the "Holes Ya Leave"
On that mountain ya left behind
Those bastards called you crazy
When ya climbed... way past your prime
Words always come easier....
When ya have somethin left to give
A building burns... as the World turns
It's all.......just... rel-a-tive
Freedom runs hot... in our veins
Like dope... in a junkies arm
Trees still wave....in this land of the brave
and we think we're free from harm
REPEAT CHORUS~
2:22 AM
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