Topic: Hometown Blues | |
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Fourteen and twenty when we met King and Lincoln you were driving cab What was the thing I saw in you? What was the thing you saw in me? Wisdom from where I had been Created by the life I’d seen Often people would just see That wisdom not the real me Blinded by a dream within My mind would always start to spin From wanting of a family Despite the fact that I could see Contradictions deep inside me Broken ankles waterfalls Big gulp, rye and sunlight calls Conversations we once had Of inner things and future’s path Our backgrounds were not the same Fate likes to set things aflame Twenty four three girls to feed And worry about their every need Somehow in those years that past Our souls had merged Then broken fast Two completely different paths A letter you once wrote to me That talked of how things should be A contradiction deep inside of you Of loving and not loving to A projection of your illusion Of what you wanted for conclusion A guilt caused by repeat history Had simple closed my heart indeed For many years as a defense An easy thing for me you know Our souls are bound by such a gift Of the children that we did lift Those things you said you'd never do Was it regret that drove you to? There is no point for it takes two To push and drive for something new I wasn't happy way back then Not for the reasons that you meant My mind could reason with the thought With logic, time, hindsight of loss To me it was simply back and white Regardless of the wrong and right A vow meant to be air tight Despite the fact I did not have The things that only fathers teach Which leave a goal for us to reach I tried my best in all those years To do the things I wasn't taught I find peace in what has past For it is what has molded me And relish in the though within That someday they will want to know That part of me, that's part of them I draw from it emotions that Combined with futures unknown path Soothe my soul and linger long Inside my mind as inner song And when i get those hometown blues That inner song, it is my muse That lift's my mind to better moods That cause my soul to be renewed |
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