Caravan (My Version)
4-1-16
I know only the road I'm on
Down to the cul-de-sec
I meet you there at times
I'm a ten speed much like a four gear
It gets me to where I want to go
Come travelling companions and caravans
So cool and to rule
Still in the stone age in my old school
Some know their entire town
But today it's just me and my unnamed street
And friends to meet
People and paperwork
Go, set a watchman
Let him declare what he sees
Where do I really see it
Come a minute when he shot the shaft....
Waning (Soon To Be Waxing)
4-1-16
Appearance of another waning moon
Dimming my sights before noon
O, deep blue her eyes is where it was at in the sometimes
Once more was an Archer and she was my friend
Even if I didn't realize it at the time
Loving the smell of old used books
All or overall the great big one on me
Great is the reassurance
Now I'm as good as new
Soon again I go country
For a brother across the way
Babylon is fallen
And many today want to rebuild it
In the valley of vision
It's your decision
Simply waning....
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