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Jun 2014
Bus Or Bust
do you remember
standing at the door
reaching for the stars
pockets filled with dreams
bound for success
but fame is farther
than it seems
I was with you
when you hopped on the bus
you told me
nothing left to discuss
you made up your mind
as you left for Hollywood
I saw darkness as you left
the life you knew
wasn't gonna be good
take that bus
and leave me far behind
people out there
will not be so kind
you begged for mercy
when things got too tough
hate to tell you so
but I said it would be rough
I'll be there
soon as I can
I'll always be
your back-up man
we'll spread our wings
and you'll soon see
that we control
our own destiny
next time take me with you
forever we'll be like glue
stick with me
and you'll know why
no more buses
will ever pass us by
Allen Wilbert
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Allen Wilbert  florida
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