Antiquated Dreams

well-kept hair and a charming smile
grass stains cover your sin meanwhile
peddlin’ through life with your fists clenched
destiny slippin’ away with every step
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where’s the sensibility?
metro rides and front porch magazines
your sheets to keep you warm
and all those antiquated dreams
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put on that button and tie
slip off to your runaway high
those infinite plots grabbin’ at your coat
the stories you tell won’t let you go
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where’s the sensibility?
new york style and false kept memories
those sheets won’t keep you warm
damn those antiquated dreams
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tempted by the fate of man
you swept the rug, you washed your hands
love, you do, but don’t know why
what good’s the sun without its rise?
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where’s the sensibility?
indie bands and sweet sung melodies
your sheets, they’re on the floor
where are your antiquated dreams?
-David Ray
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