| Trouble Blues
Got drunk this morning, just about the break of day.
Leaned out my window and felt good. Grass was wet with dew. Now the midnight hour is upon me. Murmurs leak through the neighbours wall, Hitting my tired eardrums. Climb into bed, wait for the sleep to arrive. Drunken eyes so heavy and old. Another day is on the way. |
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| Added: May 29, 2010 |