Thursday, July 16, 2015

Vagabond

Mystery man
Blood on your hands
Rubber band
In a foreign land

Heart of Gold

Bought what was sold
Home on the road
I've seen your face before

Out in the sky

Somewhere you fly
Pass me too
Black and blue

Smile full of pain

Almost insane
Blown out your brains
On the sidewalk

Guttering spills

Violence that kills
Leads me to see 
The man I'll never be

Mystery man

Folded up like a clam
Lying stiff on your side

I'll tell them who you are

You are

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