Imgormiel
Part of the furniture
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- Apr 18, 2004
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Road to mirth
Got that feeling baby, got it good.
Got that feeling baby.
It is time for our final goodbye.
No more shall my feet trudge these streets in search of you, no more.
I am hitting the road to find an endless horizon.
Gonna steal that car I promised myself.
Need to steal that car to speed of travel and the wind.
Perhaps it will be a long fast and aimless road.
That leads to a sky and never ending sun.
I will come back – no more.
Somewhere, there is a city.
A place full of promise, where I left empty faces. I will find them full.
Fulla shining smiles and beginnings never end.
Got an ear to wander.
Have an ear to wander the boundaries never spent.
It is time to say goodbye.
To old postcards of memories that we can never share.
Let’s drink.
Let us drink to the road that shows our differing direction.
Sharing our last bit of mirth.
