I Know You’ve Been Thinking About Me

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I know you’ve been thinking about me
The interweb leaves tracks – translated into clues
I should lock my doors when I sleep at night
But I leave them open, because I’ve been thinking about you

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I’m Working On A Deliberate Sound

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I’m working on a deliberate sound

Tracking a feeling I’ve never found

Filtering & distilling a final abstract

Like passion was some sort of artifact

They’re still searching for their good luck

Let us dance holes in our old school Chucks

No need to worry about their errant thoughts

Let me strip naked – for I’m kinda hot

The beat down to your toes

Secrets of my soul, I’ll cautiously expose

Unhinged As Your Skirt Scrapes The Tile

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Unhinged as your skirt scrapes the tile
Hiding your eyes behind sunglasses so black
You’re not as severe as you’d like to think
Rebuilt & fashioned, bringing you back on track
It’s a lovely smile nonetheless
No one will wretch that one from you
Attempting to seek dreams deep within
The ones that were never able to come true

Absentee Postmasters

Absentee postmasters in a foreign longing state
Discussing politics of lost & forgotten mates
Central themes no one remembered to notice
Eyeing secrets along the day to your favorite hostess
Stuck in a rut & broken down on a fragile road
Distances lost with the woman lying in your head
Remedies too severe to be used on this night
Gently track where you’re afraid to tread

 

Those Beachside Fantasies

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Those beachside fantasies

Her returning to my mind

A short-lived summer love

Tracking down what I won’t find

It was a patriotic stance

I believe it was July fourth

Still sorry she couldn’t stay

Time for her to head back north

Though we still had one night

She was beautiful as could be

Wrapped loosely in that flag

On the shores of a moonlit sea

I sit drinking Lonesometown brew

A strategically placed heartbreak

Try to give her the benefit of the doubt

Can’t deny all the pain left in her wake