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Apr 2011
my heads in the air but my eyes face the ground
not much of a view and theres nobody around
its not lack of interest i just need to think
no time to gawk at the beautiful green

your stems all twisted round so your flowers face the ground
why cant you keep up with my needs
your general love feels like a crowd

what will i say when i get another chance in time
ill just read another line from some book i had stuck in my mind
you'll love my words
you'll remember them when you die

you'll chose to be forever with me
as long as im alive

just cruising along
waiting for someone to get on.

i can take you for ride anywhere you want to go
just don't ask me to take you home
cause there's no longer a home for you to go back to
im sorry but thats the truth.
Max Petersen
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