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Chaos
Contributed by
quarryking
on
Tuesday, 7th March 2006 @ 11:40:36 AM in AEST
Topic:
toughstuff
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You wonder what’s happening
Tight sharp rhythms
Ironic twists to life
Like driving on a highway in the night without headlights
The booze goes down to keep you going
It numbs you for the moment
Loud full bodied laughs fill the air
You carry on again
On the boulder strewn road
Wondering why these craters exist
Doesn’t smoothness exist
Or is it a state of mind
Like a loop that plays all night long
You keep fighting
Blood shot eyes greet you
Sound check has long started in your head
And it continues
Until you have to just stop cold
And you can’t take no more
Copyright ©
quarryking
... [
2006-03-07 11:40:36] (Date/Time posted on
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