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Passing Of Time
Contributed by
sinned
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Friday, 18th March 2005 @ 10:13:09 PM in AEST
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Sunday afternoon Static and scratching My radio out of tune Leaning pushing buttons searching Old time music rock&roll I leave it on Bless your soul memories abound The sun is out and a clear blue sky Tapping my fingers to the sound Puffy clouds floating high Give me that oldtime rock&roll I look out my window on my side Why hello Mary lou An old run down house captures me I pull off to the side of the road I had to stop for a look and see It must be over a hundred years old Browneyed Susan and white daisies in the grass I smiled at a tire swing I chuckled a little laugh Thinking of youth long ago remembering A lilac bush just budding out Blossoms on a fruit tree I sit here thinking "What about" What about the family Who were they, how many childen Where is the family now I mean descendant Did they have chickens or cows Were they sturdy and strong The grass timithy over grown Was one widowed and lived alone I sat and wondered then drove on The past always fascinates me Makes me feel happy, sad and glad you may think it takes a toll Mystery is a tease Long live rock&roll Just the passing of time Sinned
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Re: Passing Of Time
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Saturday, 19th March 2005 @ 06:39:35 AM AEST (User
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Aaaaaah yeah give me some, Rod Stewert.
Very interesting write here.
It takes one way back.
huggs,
emy
ofcourse it's a masterpeice, no doubt. |
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