The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #59418 Message #1108919
Posted By: Rustic Rebel
04-Feb-04 - 05:49 AM
Thread Name: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
I flew out of here just as fast as my feet would take me.
I knew I had someplace to go. Confused about all the spaces that were
inside my head. Repeating voices, telling me what I know.
I heard a rumor that I couldn't believe, unless I heard it straight from your
mouth. Cut the bull, go for the gusto, reach for the bell, go to hell, time
will tell- Rain fell. I buy- you sell.
He gave me an answer that I didn't want to hear, all it is, is, afraid of fear.
Lonely can be alone as well. Fall down, get up, feed the cat, go to bed,
watch tv, radio won't tune into my favorite radio station, it leaves a film in
Said he didn't know how to tell me that he chooses his direction with the
direction the wind blows. And the wind was blowing real strong that day.
Lifting him up from the ground- moving him around. New direction that he
So I can respect that the wind blows, his feet goes, movin' down the
hyway of life. Leaving behind a wind-whipped, half-flipped lonely alone
me, again. So I trip to the voices inside my head and...