P.S. YOU ROCK MY WORLD

 

i was at a funeral the day i realised
i wanted to spend my life with you
sitting down on the steps ant the old post office
the flag was flying at half mast
and i was thinking bout how everyone is dying
and maybe it's time to live
i don't know where we're going,
i don't know what we'll do
walking into the thrif-tee
saw the man with the hollow eyes who didn't give me all my change, but it didn't bother me this time
coz i know i've only got, this moment, and it's good
i went to the gas station, old woman honked her horn, waiting for me to fix her car
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laying in bed tonight i was thinking and listening to all the dogs and the sierens and the shotsand how a careful man tries to doge the bullets, while a happy man takes a walk.