Concomitant
12-28-15
Some inquire "Is Willie really gone?"
Or was it only a rumor
I spake to you rising up early
Concurringly given comfortable words from a guide
And hopes for the next several years, God willing
Concomitant, I choose this joy
To leave and depart hurriedly
Because I want to go somewhere
Such a course called by my name
The new album is amazing
The moon will shine her light now waning
Come the second hour I can now get on with it
Whoever calls on the name will be saved
And the liquor tasted good....
Children Gather Wood
12-28-15
She'll be flying o'er my home
And I cast you out of my sight
Out to where the buffalo roam
So I best be on my way
With a cross around my neck of polished chrome
If I live long enough I find a way to believe that it's all true
Making it easy to forgive never thinking about myself in such this way
O, do they provoke me to confusion
So we can leave the past behind
One more fix and soon back to the concurrent
The children gather wood
Therefore my heart rejoiced and my pen was glad.....
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