Monday, February 9, 2009

Everybody's talkin'



Everybody's talking at me.
I don't hear a word they're saying,
Only the of my mind.
People stopping staring,
I can't see their faces,
Only the of their eyes.

I'm going where the sun
Thru' the pouring rain,
Going where the weather suits my clothes,
of the North East wind,
Sailing on summer breeze
And the ocean like a stone.

I'm going where the sun
Thru' the pouring rain,
Going where the weather ,
Backing off of the North East wind,
Sailing on summer breeze
And the ocean like a stone

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