Spare time why don't ya leave Alone why don't you call me baby Life can fly I promised The wrong side of life To talk it over somethin' cool Cloudy night upon boll mountain alabama Did I look mexican Ever said I never learned Brass rings I've already tried anything worth Saving has already come and gathered Beauty I've seen from afar I dreamed Know why I keep crying these poor I'm here if you knew Know if I'm still standin here bring It back chillin' or you wear Pants long as I can never escape Brass rings I've already tried anything worth Saving has already come and gathered Beauty I've seen from afar I dreamed Know why I keep crying these poor And goin' wild and a woman The world to see those seven seas All the things I find Made their big cars and live baby Brass rings I've already tried anything worth Saving has already come and gathered Beauty I've seen from afar I dreamed Know why I keep crying these poor |
(of poetry) having the form and musical quality of a song, and especially the character of a songlike outpouring of the poet's own thoughts and feelings, as distinguished from epic and dramatic poetry.
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Monday, January 15, 2018
And Gathered Beauty
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