jett-bleue
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Another Day In My Nightlife.
I’ve never understood the pull of the nightlife. / I was always content to hang in my cave and enjoy the homelife. / Every now and then I do wag my tail and purse the trail of the pack,
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Sunlight Of My Dreams.
When clouds are overhead / It doesn't bother me, / I lay my weary head
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The Words I Didn't Mean To Say.
We’re gathered here today to put to rest the words I didn’t mean to say. / The thoughts I tried my best to suppress, but slipped out anyway. / Delivering meanings that I didn’t have planned,
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Belfast.
The mouth of the sandbanks, / Ireland’s Linenopolis, / Where King Billy rode the walls
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St. Patrick's Day Limerick.
From the Giant's foot-prints of the Causeway, / And to the way old Donegal Bay, / His home of County Down,
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A Mole In A Rabbit Hole.
A vacant room with a thirteenth floor view, / Christ clean carpets untouched by any shoes, / Waiting to be filled with mahogany pews and pictures containing relics of yesterday’s news.
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Do Not Worry For This Generation, Grandfather.
I read your words etched on ancient pages. / From a different time, / Drifting through the ages.
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I Have No Idea Why I Come Here.
I have no idea why I come to this bar every night. / But I just do. / I just leave it feeling jet blue with the weight of the wanders of the world crushing down on my shoulders.
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You're Aged Thirty-Two.
You’re aged thirty-two with your own bottomless bank account. / A pocket full of cash that’s digging a deep immeasurable pit into your pocket. / Spending ridiculous amounts on ridiculous things, no matter if it costs over a million.
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The Devil's Daughter.
There was once a time when I was the king of the road, until you came that night and threw me off my throne. / Your fickle eyes stalked me like the pale moonlight that dark December night as I entered the room with a bag full of confidence. / But I spilled it all over you, the enchantress whose name remained anonymous.
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