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I'll have a drink
to get my mind in place
To find the thoughts
That I once put away in the dark

I'll find my pen
I close my eyes again
And hope that when they
open up my paper will be filled

My head is full with lines
Excited, drunk with rolling eyes
But wait I've think I've heard them before

Richards, Rose and Isaac Brock they've done em all
They've sung it all, my papers layng near the trash can in shape of a ball..

And All good songs they've already been written
All good lines they've already been sung
What's the point of exploring my mind
When it's obvious folks been there before..
Can't think anymore..