It'Ll Never Happen To Me--

IT’LL NEVER HAPPEN TO ME What a disgusting development; All my days are lonely; I am a street passerby; All my days are lonely; Eating wet rainbows; Uncooked promises; Devouring sweet alluring mud pies; While the sun yet blinds my eyes; Stuck up high up in the trees; “this it’ll never happen to me” I’m a displaced child; In a misplaced guild; Won’t you give me a ride? I’m an unused clone; Strip of my shoes; No place to walk to; On your hopeless horse; Don’t let me die in inquest; Dreams are far to worst; Riding right on course; It won’t be my turn to cry; Won’t be my turn to lie; Won’t be hard to try; It won’t be my turn to die; What a disgusting development; All my days are lonely; I am a street passerby; All my days are lonely; Eating wet rainbows; Uncooked promises; Devouring sweet alluring mud pies; While the sun yet blinds my eyes; Stuck up high up in the trees; “this it’ll never happen to me” Where can I direct the truth? Inside my mind is bruised; Can I peer through brick covered windowed walls? Eating rainbows devouring sweet adoring mud pies; Blinded by the light of the sun’s rays; I’m a displaced child; In a misplaced guild; Won’t you com b my hair; Come taste the poison leaf; Dying filled with grief; It won’t be my turn to cry; Won’t be my turn to lie; Won’t be hard to try; It won’t be my turn to die; It’ll never happen to me… 7/09/70 Written words by James Edward Lee & arranged music by Alton Adkins ©1970, 2019 FROM THE SHORT STORY PLAY “It’ll Never Happen to Me”