A little of that solo
honky tonk guitar
while you pretend at
better progress
but know really where you are
and when they bring in
that high wistful
violin
you get knocked
back again
The past looks like
a lot of open spaces
but that's a trick
not true
but I've got to
learn something from it
Catch a different view
of tomorrow
of its space
the dark suspicion
it's in front of my face
or twining in my ears
a honky tonk refrain
Oh there I go again
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