Sunday, August 10, 2014

2.1195 : 8/10/08 : Sympathy

Sympathy for the songs
stuck in my head
I’m sure we’d both be happier
if you were somewhere else instead
But how I wish
I’d written you for my own
forever humming
someone else’s rolling stone
maybe the words
don’t really matter so much
as melody timing
and that magic touch
and if it turns all these
are denied to me
I hope at least I’ll get
your sympathy


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