Sunday, June 6, 2010

A Little Less of Me

I don't like the browns of Autumn
I don't like the greys in her skies
I don't like the cold in her breezes
Stinging my watery eyes
I'll put on my shoes and start walking
I'll take a bottle and turn up a song
Quenching my thirst and my thirsty heart
Looking for a place to belong
My body it moves in circles
My head in the straightest line
In a while I'll be back where I started
With a little less of me every time

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