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The sun has burst the sky
Because I love you
And the river its banks.
I shall not sing a May song.
A May song should be gay.
I'll wait until November
And sing a song of gray.
I come in from a walk
And they ask me
If it is raining.
Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And I'm crazy for love but I'm not coming on
I'm just paying my rent every day
she's young, she said,
but look at me,
I have pretty ankles,
and look at my wrists, I have pretty
Last night I saw you
On the waterfront
You glanced at me
And I looked your way!
Woman, let me demystify you,
So I can see why I love you
Let me search:
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night beside her
And you know that she's half crazy
If the world was crazy, you know what I'd eat?
A big slice of soup and a whole quart of meat,
A lemonade sandwich, and then I might try
some people never go crazy.
me, sometimes I'll lie down behind the couch
for 3 or 4 days.
they'll find me there.
By day the bat is cousin to the mouse.
He likes the attic of an aging house.
His fingers make a hat about his head.
A lot of praise and admiration I got when I was full of innocence
Now, I am under crook clumsy seductive adolescence.
Keeping head straight, running life difficult a lot
Sensing the senses makes me a bewildered pot.
Its funny how hello is always accompanied with good-bye
Its funny how remembering good memories can make you cry
Its funny how forever never seems to really last
Its funny how much you'd lose if you forgot your past
Once human could do what the angel fully failed
Now human can commit what Satan itself cannot
What we are in modern civilization experiencing here
In early 21st century, in an atrocious house, Myanmar;
Love is the salt, in the life-meal
If you taste it unsalted, many times hurt you feel
Love is something real, you cant pretend
Sobs En Route to a Penitentiary
Good-by now to the streets and the clash of wheels and
A little fun keeps you young;
A little laughter keeps you bright.
The days will rally, wreathing
Their crazy tarantelle;
And you must go on breathing,
But I'll be safe in hell.
Winding their way
stop short at cave openings.
There's a war inside my head
Sometimes I wish that I was dead, I'm broken
So I call this therapist
In winter you were my flame
In summer you were my shade
No matter what season may be
You always wanted to protect me
Who is crazy?
Who lost consciousness
Who sat on the road
Who eats on demand
Call me crazy for missing you.
Call me crazy for wanting to plant
Kisses all over you,
In up, down, in diagonal rows, & more
It's crazy how we met not so long ago;
It's crazy that in so little time just how my love has grown.
It's crazy that when I look at you my heart skips a beat;
It's crazy that after one kiss, I forget how to speak.
I think I'm going crazy
They tell me I'm just lazy
But really I'm a little hazy
from all the drugs you gave me
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