Questions         

Beleaguered by the detail
Hoping for a sunny day
Really not a whole lot to say 

The girl runs thru the rain
The city has its unreal high
An easy life for an unknowing few

Knowing the path, walking away
Turning back? But where?
Now knowing little, how do I care?

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So I Get to write a saying
Well not to go too far
Really never could sing
Empty dreams crash cars

I get to live a life
Full of what empty of what
No real feelings no wife
All the world sees just a slut

I could be a teacher
I could change the plan
If I could only reach her
If I could be a man

Nothing to really say
I hear no melody
Who knows a way
Doors to open no Key

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