Montag, 2. August 2010

You Found Me


I found god
On the corner of First and Amistad
Where the west
Was all but won



All alone
Smoking his last cigarette
I said, "Where you been?"
He said, "Ask anything"



Where were you
When everything was falling apart?
All my days
Were spent by the telephone
That never rang
And all I needed was a call
That never came
To the corner of First and Amistad



Early morning
city breaks

I've been callin'
For years
and years
and years
and years



And you never left me no messages
You never sent me no letters



Why'd you have to wait?
...
To find me
...






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