ill be right back out
and on my way,
right through your door,
back out,
hopefully far, far
from this L.A thing
that i love so dearly;
Ive loved alot dearly
and have lost alot
and felt it all so dearly-
but, thats the price i pay for letting you let me keep you so damn near me,
especially, so damn late in the evening!
I Always place
myself so near
so youd hear and catch the beat
that never fails to keep
these never tired but always hella hungry feet of mine,
movin
though now they seem to be growing weary of movin on...
but i see,
well,
im "tryna" see
the way you do
so i can nod,
and say "i agree-"
oh, you didnt hear a thing?
i see,
i musta always caught
you sleeping...
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