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In The Town of Dream America
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In The Town of Dream America |
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soul drifter Senior Member
since 2004-09-08
Posts 711Colorado |
In The Town of Dream America Red letter 'A' daylight, scratch the American sky of remnant raindrop tears a future passenger just coming into sight, we climb the hills over this town and breathe out the smoke of these years, pressing fears of the day when I must move away... And this town, pulse of the freeway hastens the blood red sun going down in this town, somewhere in the death throes of dreaming America, I think I'm going down... Blue angel eye skyglass, reflecting my suburbia apathy for this enemy fire but my punk girlfriend can save my ass she climbs the hills over this town to light the fuse of my farewell funeral pyre, a white-walled tire I'll roll away until the end of day And this town... curse of a birthday listening to the Clash when you came 'round and in this town, somewhere in the overdose of dreaming America, love died without a sound. Black devil moonlit night uncover diamond stars fallin' like your tears, dear a past I abandoned dances back into sight we climb the hills over this town to breathe in the smoke and disappear, we're outta here tomorrow's the day when I must make my way... Ohh I'm goin' down listen to the sound of this town at sundown at the drop of a dime and this time, I'm gonna drag it down with me. "Negotiations & love songs are often mistaken for one and the same."--Paul Simon |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
Hey Soul Drifter, if you've got to go, you've got to go. Kinda like Ventura Highway, in a punk way. Enjoyed, Ms. E |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
... travelin' man, I can feel the wind change and the music is audible in your words. You have a real talent for lyric and the words tug with wanderlust and push with closing doors. All the emotions jamb, and I found myself watching tail lights in the night.  |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
fine imagery and very good writing here ... I am especially fond of: "somewhere in the overdose of dreaming America, love died without a sound." |
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