Things are changin
An I aint lyin
Theres much to be said
About public cryin
I say I cant
Open myself
You say you can't
so put me on a shelf
Now and then
it begins
and when I get started
seems we're parted
This place is full
of folks who write
Now for me its
gone, tonight
Cryin alone
Cut me to the bone
Not with words
Shunned me off alone
So ***** you
and the horse you
rode in on.
Jul 6, 2010
Jul 6, 2010 at 8:59 PM UTC
No fireworks
No flags
No noise
No people
No BBQ
No noise
No potato salad
No fire crackers cracking
No noise
No red white and blue
No drums banging
No noise
I have no where
to go on this 4Th
of July so
idealy
there
is
no
noise.
Jul 4, 2010
Jul 4, 2010 at 8:03 PM UTC