Voices
comunity care project
and a bottle of wine
walking through the precinct
just taking your time
no lock suply
at your front door
an old man walkin by
with a gray coat on
an alaskin huskey
in an empty garden
old men smokin
outside a bar and
your hopein that you
will last that long
yea the voices in your head
will make you crazy
yeah the voices in your head
will make you grate
and the voices in your head
will make you lazy
and every step you make
is gonna take you there
you dont care
where your going and
you make sure that your
feelings aint showing
your a lonely man
and the only company you seek
are the voices in your head
that keep you going
Copyright © Kenny Malone | Year Posted 2009
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