Well, although I’ve no recollection, I have drifted
Dune after dune tracking you till I’ve no idea
Who I am, much like a car that’s been-requisitioned
Petrol tank emptied, but yours still ran on tequila.
To paraphrase a phrase, I don’t know where to begin?
You enjoyed a life, without remorse part of the course.
A rookie at first; but now I’m a journeyman
There’s nothing I wouldn’t give you or endorse?
But of course, this time I must take the woodcutter’s path
Part-with the herd, not be own author a holograph.
“Swear to God, I love you, but haven’t lifejacket-
For two, I-must-leave I’m sorry” things went stagnant
If I’d known daily dramas—more-excitement
Were required I’d have chosen the leading character
I know; indicative of a bad-indictment
Lousy, timing I know? A bad-progenitor
But I was never any real good at role-playing.
For you, well my honest portrait was always, boring.
Tequila Sunset
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