Friday, April 20, 2012

Departure Lounge

Hey kids, why don’t you write me a letter?
Say how the rivers of hope keep flowing
Tell me how fantastic life is going
With some luck it might make me feel better
I have some place I gotta go you see
It’s been so long since I last felt this way
But in this matter I don’t have a say
Urging me is that thing called destiny
I’m dancing on the road to the next day
My time is up – I’m getting outta here
My eyes shine on without a trace of fear
With a click of my heels I’m on my way

Will I ever understand the things I feel?
Who cares when the grin on my face is real?


7th April 2004

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