9/18/17

Got Rid Of The Olds


Send me the news.
Got rid of the olds.
Walking that cliff.
Without no hope.

Take this letter.
Read what I wrote.
Just some songs.
And some other notes.

Said what I said.
Cleared my brain.
Got rid of any doubt.
Any guilt or shame.

Mind's moving on.
Never one to blame.
My own damn fault.
I feel this way.

G/C/F/CC.

Hang Gliders

  Death to America, death to all. Hit Beirut after ditching the Shah. Flew hang gliders in to murder and maim. Took hostages, too, always th...