White-haired bombshell
You
how long did it take
to grow that hair?
and
how long did you play
before you took us there?
there between the flying notes of your guitar
you
it's no subject to discuss
cooler then the rest of us
and
You didn't even know
Just played your song
and moved along
I wish, oh I wish
I was you
but I'm just me
and
In the end we'll wait and see
what's become of you
will you lose your modesty to the approval of the crowd?
corporate little blonde sellout
or
will you keep in touch with who you really are
just a boy with a guitar
keep the spark in your eyes alive
and really be a star
We'll see, I'm fine, We'll see
what I right now know of me
is that
I'm feeling sad
because
I've lost a friend I've never had...
Reacties op dit gedicht
| schepsel: | Maandag, augustus 09, 2004 21:33 |
| ik sluit me aan bij fading away. weer een mooie | |
| The unreachable: | Zaterdag, augustus 07, 2004 19:58 |
| Prachtig, Tim. | |
| DustCabVocal: | Vrijdag, augustus 06, 2004 16:53 |
| jij schrijft ook over alles he!? :) mooi werk weer. jos. |
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| Fading Away: | Vrijdag, augustus 06, 2004 16:06 |
| "I've lost a friend I've never had" Your work is so great. I almost fell off my chair, while reading this wonderful poem. Great, great. Bye, F.A. |
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| BloodElf: | Vrijdag, augustus 06, 2004 14:21 |
| *sprakeloos* En toch zooooooooooo geweldig ;) "how long did it take to grow that hair?" Mooi |
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| Auteur: Cypher-punks | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 06 augustus 2004 | ||
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