vrijdag 29 juli 2011

The Ride

The next ride were
going to take
Would be the ride
of your life
Also the longest ride
you'll ever make
Now get into
my car
Put your bags
in the back
Watch out for
my old guitar
We won't stop until
the next whisky bar
Don't be scarred
don't be afraid
It won't be
that far
We will be there
at sunrise
Go to sleep
for now
I'll wake you up
when it's wise
When she
wakes up
She will find me death
behind the steering-wheel
Read my handwritten
words & worship

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