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[bodytext] => Walking down the street I can’t tell my head from my feet And I stand on my nose down corners and rows Saying hi to the ones doing the same that I meet There are several at hand and in bands Forever aforementioned and than Another ten thousand I put my faith and my trust in Like boxes with locks to a key from a hand I guess I’ll confess what I can I’m just an oblivious man Tonight there’s a sun in my sky Crossed with other stars as it lies Like an orange core glowing as the moon rises growing Taking over my morning to the utmost surprise This concept’s loosing me sleep Because my eyes keep open at midnight the more shut that they keep I must be loosing control to the rope of my soul I don’t know if it’s out and up or down low in the deep I guess I’ll confess what I can I’m just an oblivious man Now you’re probably thinking “Oh but the rain don’t come out from the ground but that’s where’s my fun” Cause I’m sinking into the clouds by my shoes And I ask you pass “you” what’s you got to loose? So put me to court in a hot air balloon Come join the confessional I’ll spare you the room To believe what you need in order to breath It’s a passion less desired then a casual gloom And as for me, I’ll agree to as much as to what I understand Yeah, I guess I’ll confess what I can I’m just an oblivious man [comments] => 0 [counter] => 175 [topic] => 73 [informant] => Desideratum [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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