Valiant ;-
Where did I leave my tent ? , hell bent ,
north by northwest, pencil that in , with a sketch ,
lousy wretch, but you keep tryin, I ain’t lie in ,
my but what is it with you ? You act like I knew !
Not on your Nellie , you see it on telly ,
every time, same old quarters, lambs to the slaughters,
not a whimper, nothing could be simpler, but wait !
I hear the sound , of the lost and found, –
in the beat of the drum , how far I have come ,
through snow and ice , not very nice,
My all the time friend, scars heal and mend,
memories grow closer and yet,, still driven,
with the need to prosper, ignore the gossiper ,
base on fact, be real don’t act,
it’s just how I feel, monochrome,
take me home.
Anthony MC Gann.
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Valiant ;-
Where did I leave my tent ? , hell bent ,
north by northwest, pencil that in , with a sketch ,
lousy wretch, but you keep tryin, I ain’t lie in ,
my but what is it with you ? You act like I knew !
Not on your Nellie , you see it on telly ,
every time, same old quarters, lambs to the slaughters,
not a whimper, nothing could be simpler, but wait !
I hear the sound , of the lost and found, –
in the beat of the drum , how far I have come ,
through snow and ice , not very nice,
My all the time friend, scars heal and mend,
memories grow closer and yet,, still driven,
with the need to prosper, ignore the gossiper ,
base on fact, be real don’t act,
it’s just how I feel, monochrome,
take me home.
Anthony MC Gann.