----- Original Message -----
From: dj burt <firstname.lastname@example.org>
Sent: Thursday, September 30, 1999 12:47 AM
Subject: Re: hi guys
This came from my brother who lives in Oklahoma. He started being a dope dealer. Thank God he quit that. Then he became an outlaw biker. Then he became a preacher...then he became a cop..now he's an outlaw biker preacher.
> Outlaw Dawn
> Sin all came crashin down, hard
> love most ever known, even dreamed, dead.
> Wee hours of darkest, coldest, winter night
> alone, broken, crazy, out of head.
> Gun barrel freezin to wet cheek
> heavy metal shakin out lonely blues.
> Twisted love poundin, tearin out the speakers
> been here so many times, why it feelin new?
> God whisperin to hold on til dawn
> ain't thinkin, can't stand no more wait.
> Filled with molten lava called sorrow
> freezin out, insides burnin with hate.
> Nother day, stoned cold, hatin
> sick and tired o' being sick and tired.
> Pain, sorrow, alone...Ghost be talkin
> history stayin, whether drunk or wired.
> God whisperin again, won't leave it alone
> memories, seein a little boy a prayin.
> was it me, nother night so long ago
> hey speak up God,
> i need to hear what you're sayin...
> D.J.Burt 9/99
> Wendy Isle
> (all rights reserved)
If you love me like music, I'll be your song.
~Heart~ Dreamboat Annie