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Aug 2019
Well to tell you the truth
I've got nothing much left to say
You talk about freedom
I just wanna get away
You keep on talking
My mind keeps drifting away
I wish I could remember the things
You used to say

Well I've heard this storyΒ Β 
'bout a thousand times before
It starts off with freedom
And it ends in a ****** war
No-one really knows who's keeping the score
But no ones really winning
Anymore

Well I heard you in a room
An' you sounded so fresh and new
I heard you in the stadium
You sounded so strong and true
I followed you down to the riverside
I drank that wine, I saw that light
But the water was cold
Like the long dark night
This is actually a song, but I thought I'd put it down here as a poem. I originally published it on youtube as a song, on my youtube channel at swift73ify
Written by
Andy A  60/M
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