LOST IN TIME SITTING IN THAT PLACE TO CATCH A MOMENT OF PEACE SAWDUST ON THE FLOORS CATCHING THE OVER FLOW FROM THE BAR AND ITS DANCERS THEY MOVED BETWEEN THE LAST DRINK THEN ITS MORNING THE PIANO MAN PLAYS IN A FOG NEVER ENOUGH TO REMOVE HIM ONLY AFTER A COUPLE WILL ANYONE KNOW SADNESS RUNS RAMPED IN THOSE NOTES ONKLY PLAYING FROM THE PAST NEVER A TEAR FALLS ANY MORE JUST BEFORE LIGHTS OUT THOSE SCARS OF HEAVEN LOST LISTEN YOU CAN HEAR THE DEVILS LAUGH THEN TO KNOW BEING LOST IN TIME THAT MAP TO THE NEXT TIME LAYING IN THE ASHES OF YESTERDAY GOING BACK AGAIN MUSIC ONLY THE PIANO MAN KNOWS HEARD BETWEEN THOSE SHOTS PLACING BOTH HANDS AROUND THE GLASS SLOWLY LETTING IT SLIDE DOWN DOWN TO WERE THE DEVIL HIDES GOING FROM ONE TO THE NEXT FINDING THE SPACE OF NOTHING ALWAYS LOST IN TIME THREW IT AWAY FOR THE LAUGH OF DARKNESS SMOTHERED BY THOSE MOMENTS CRAWLING INTO A SPACE THAT ONLY A BOTTEL WILL FILL WAITING FOR THE FLOW OF THE RIVER SWIMMING THRU THE DEBRIE LEFT THERE FINDING THAT TIME LOST
Posted on: Sat, 16 Nov 2013 16:36:38 +0000
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