This warm and pretty day

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Well I’m out here
I could tell you
bout a thousand from my home
I could tell you I’ve been troubled
and I’m out here on my own
where the miles keep
the bottles empty
and the worry washed away
but the truth is
what’s the use when
I’m lookin’ out on
a pretty day

and the money
ain’t what it used to
be and many
are feelin’ down
and our dreams are
down the tubes while
there isn’t anyone around
I could tell you
bout the nights
without the lights
just lie awake
but the truth is
what’s the use when
the Lord has made us
a pretty day

I’ll pretend I’m goin’ fishin’
instead of wishin’ I was gone
and my friends you’re always welcome
to pack a bag and come along
we could talk about
the good times
set beside me
wash away
with a cold one
in the sunshine
of this warm and pretty day ©

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I Spit venom on the denim   keep pretending your my hero, The compliments don’t pay the rent, are you content with giving zeros? Pursuant of  improving love, remove the glove entitled boo… please touch my hand , it  feels like you. the shit you do gratuity… withheld deserved is gluttony. Bunion feet like big Paul’s hatchet… to money tree reverses ratchets, a wrench just blew to smithereens like dynamite to all  I’ve seen, can I redeem myself  been tragic, proximity nearby fantastic? Ecclesiastic dim the lights, inebriated by the right, to say goodnight without a care, sun shining bright and your still there. And man I swear I know I’m wrong, just searching for a hand belong or make a song a little duo, find women child to be my hero’s. hysterically I see my notes, mathematically the anticdote. I sewed my seeds, survival boost the man in me from in my youth. I’m living proof to those that care i look for numbers that just aren’t there. I love the joyful ways of life, reflection of a good mans life. I feel I sin, if not to win; but stay away from where I’ve been, don’t want to be another number, find misery from money hunger. I know i get what others need, if not please help provide my weed, I will concede, I know its fine, between my need greed walks the line. ASB2k11