Thursday, December 15, 2011


You stitched me up
and I was on my way
I Left my hat and
didn't even say, goodbye

It was raining hard
before I realized
and I'm closer to gone
with every mile.

This is the way with running
and never looking back.
You try not to remember
what you're missing until it's forgot.

it's the white lines
and biting flies on the road
with a few too many
Ladies waiting back home

Ill keep on running
always heading toward
The setting sun
Alone on the road

This was quick and its weak.  I am loaded up on nyquil for a head cold so its sort of the best i can pull out of the toilet

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