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Waiting For Toronto the intensity of my idleness as I wait here for my happiness as if I left it behind what simile can begin to contain the madness slashing through my brain as I wonder if I'm insane as if I lost my mind just don't tell me in a soft and pretty rhyme just don't tell me condemned for all time I can believe I am wrong hit an off note in my song and forgot how to be strong giving up on me I can accept that I failed on my own pitard, impaled but do I have to be jailed for eternity? tell me what's true in a soft and pretty rhyme tell me are you condemned for all time so you make mistakes and had mean bad breaks and you bit the hand that fed you and it bit you back and then you lost track or how many others bed you and nights of despair made you unaware that the light of hope was fading and when it went out you were left with doubt feeling only the degrading and wondering why and laughing inside at the madness of why not what made us think it was genius? now what have we got? the promise so far left us were we are in a soft and pretty rhyme is it just a tear is it just a fear is it to appear sublime to finally be aware when you wanted to care you failed to share by design and when all's said and done there is just the run alone with your gun and mine in a soft and pretty rhyme the bottom line condemned for all time in a soft and pretty rhyme an aching whine condemned for all time what analogy can compromise the universe within those eyes an eternity of surprise for what wonder to wait like when the washer stops you remember you forgot to turn on the dryer and amidst damp clothes someone knows for it shows as it flows as it grows and so it goes and so it goes and so it goes
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I love you all for coming... for reading all these words for every click feels like more love (I know that sounds absurd) if I could only tell you... one thing more tonight I'd say I wish you could come home with me and be my friends for life |