Spending Time With Spider Wbs

Speaking to the spider webs.

I drink to them all night long.

And they capture all that I say,

So if you ever come along,

You can hear where I have gone.

 

It's a long way back home

It's a long way from where I've been

 

I get there and see spider webs.

They say I'm without a home.

I'm shuned by the ones I loved,

and stuck with nothing to do

In a place where I don't belong.

 

It's a long way back home

Where I thought I was from

Spending time with spiderwebs

Is the only thing like home
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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