As a songwriter, I sometimes have thoughts or ideas that wouldn't particularly make a good song. This is the outlet for that stuff...

Saturday, June 9, 2018

Remember


As time closes yet another

Curtain

As my orbit expands

As my innocent neighborhood

Grows

Into a small city

As demands crowd

Demands

In the fugitive hours

Where all is

Borrowed

The moments you filled

I own


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