Concrete calling in the night
Filling me up with delight
And avenues I roam and I roam
But there’s one thing I learn and I go
This is my home!
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autor: DonTravolta, 07/01/2022
Arhiva
On occasion, we all do battle with motivational paralysis
Unable to perform some simple task
Trapped at the stage of analysis
Thoughts of the shortness of life may beget
Bouts of shortness of breath in your chest
Doubts about the worth of the nights you got left
Crowding out all the fear and regret
The lamb can wander from the flock
In shopping malls and parking lots
Sometimes the shepherd brings him back
Some nights the wheels just spin
And more than once I’ve paid a woman for the night,
in certain circles that’s alright.
I could dance all night like I’m a soul boy
But I know I’d rather drag myself across the dance floor
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