Carry Me Out Carry me out into the digital age What would it do to make me more pleasant Everything is like new A false note here and there almost like floating My heart is elsewhere like a glove The hands have something to say It was worth the surprise on this planet It was about life It means so much, the final touch I’m full of foolish song You’ve made me want to smile What’s the world to do by a slow accretion of appreciation My heart full of spring They beat me full of life I had rolled away the stone to the edge Swimming around in desire Don’t beg. Go ahead, beg I never knew what it meant That’s what we were There was enough smoke Thanks to the pregnant heart pretty soon everything fades The positive effects affect the positive affects Who is here in the garage at night my gustatory friend A gang of thoughts in sleeves stabbing at fate I’m happy with you now Your numbers were graded in the school of the heart Don’t take off Everything is heaven Here’s the master form Beating the drum for progress cleft in twain They poured their hearts out in song That was a nice aspect A kernel of enough on an endless chase. — Sept 2009 |
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