Poetic notions are over my head. What I have to say has already been said. Words are cliches are alibis. The notions anyway are contrived. So I sing of the world, the world is round. So I sing of the world, it goes round. Logic does me little good, and it's really very rarely understood. Pragmatic type equations that I find are erased in amazing demonstrations of the mind. By the waterside, the waterside. And the water cries, the water cries. Singing "Hey man, whatcha doing to my face, it ain't yours." Singing "Hey man, whatcha doing to my face, it ain't yours."
credits
from One Thing,
track released March 15, 2014
Song by The Cowpokes, 1990
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