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Thursday, July 23, 2015

Where I Live

This is where I live
This is where I sleep
This is where I lay my head
This is where I eat

This is my old house
Those are my creaky stairs
I do what I want
Cause no one really cares

This is my guitar
These are the words I write
When I get inspired
very late at night

This is my bedroom window
Where I sit and look
I can see for miles
Or maybe read a book

This is my silly song
I wrote it just last night
Sang it to the birds out back
Cause baby I'm not right

Think I'll drink another beer
Smoke another blunt
If I thought you really cared
To your arms I'd run

Cause

This is where I live
This is where I sleep
This is where I lay my head

And

this is where I eat

Robert
2015

 

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