#TheFuturist 3/? Vacation, holiday A strange way to save a family I sat beside this brothers pride For the last ride Nosedive, hellfire My lifeline didnt survive Blind rage set the stage to say Ill never love again Kimberly glides In the arms of cactus angels Mayan big shots float around Guess this is her home now You mistook me for a man who understands Things of godless, heartless, pitiful nature Hell, I just settled in for the winter Four, five and seventeen Still struggle with the meaning Its a straight groove, Im a man now Turned out okay, perfect somehow Its a love-hate in L.A.tely Wanna glide but in a different way today Drop to knee, pray deep, hope I meet my Kimmy decides She is down for a rare reunion She jets a path north, past the pitiful port Of sandy sunny San Diego All those years, out of reach Theres Manhattan Beach now Ahead on the right now Salvation, Holy day My heart skips, jumps beats, I see a face Sister God gave me and took away Floating off my balcony in Del Rey Good God, good God Kimmy just smiles, wants to stay forever Id have her but we know thats just a word We wish wed never heard when were together Says she must return, must return to cactus angels youtu.be/omVPv_cdi14 Ali Stark
Posted on: Sun, 25 Jan 2015 02:52:18 +0000
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