I’ve been filling your orders
And it’s been getting me down
I’m making dates with your daughters
I’m gonna show ‘em around
I’m gonna show ‘em around
We’re gonna drive to the border
Out on the far end of town
We’re gonna dive in the water
We’re gonna swim in the sound
We’re gonna swim in the sound
There’s a popular doctor
Who's dealing drugs you don’t need
They are all made to stop you
From being able to see
From being able to see
(Clouds in a clown’s mouth overhead
Just over your head
Whispers twisting through the wind
Just over your head)
There’s a glow in the twilight
Like a hole in the sky
There’s silence at midnight
Stars are shimmering eyes
Stars are shimmering eyes
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Writings by Thomas Radwick. Mostly poetry and lyrics. t_radwick@yahoo.com
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