Saturday, July 26, 2014

2.1180 : 7/26/08 : Maybe Not a Maze

Maybe it’s not a maze anymore
maybe all the walls sunk into the floor
maybe I traded a window for a door
And finally figured out what this bone is for
if I had a revelation in verse
sometimes a better one sometimes worse
if I could break the god king’s curse
and roll out of Hades in a platinum hearse
Out of the mouths of little kids
the been there’s past that’s do’s and did's
Can’t do nothing but set my bids
And wait and hope the amazers flip our lids

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