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It's siren's wail becomes a saxophone
Playing cool beneath the blue moon
Flags wave in the darkness at half-mast
Hospital lights are white and cold
An IV in the ICU for cocktails
Play it, brother, play through the rain
Birthing notes as lost as our souls
Gin and a Pall Mall in the morgue

NeedI need a ticket to Wrigley Field, I need a better deal
I need a bus pass or insurance on my automobile
I need concrete to fill the hole in my heart, and
to stuff into my head instead of brains, I need a train
I need to get somewhere fast, maybe I need a plane
I need more daylight and less twilight I need a
stranger in the night to make things right I need
something new, shiny and bright, I need a new dream
I need some ice cream, I need to get to Wrigley before I scream
I need you more than flowers in this hospital room, I need
Devo on the stereo I need to go go go I need new sheets
I need a healing hand I need your kiss on my li

-twinkle star-twinkle star within my sight
why do you taunt me with your light?
what dreams and wishes have you whithheld
as i stumble 'cross this field of 'ell
are my tears a source of joy?
what other torments, will you employ?
do you laugh when i am broken
is my name with contempt most spoken?
is my fate with you entwined
have we met before in time?
how can i love thee,
when cruel you must be?
do you taunt others
are they nearly like me?
i'll seek a light, another star,
whose distant flicker, with malice unmarred
may choose to linger as dreams slip bonds
and one whose pull no longer burns

The Art Of HappinessThe Art of Happiness;
It is something bigger,
Beyond all imagination.
Indescribable.
Larger and more brilliant than a perfect picture.
For it is almost perfect,
For even the beauty of happiness has imperfections.
Simply a feeling put into art.
An explosion of colour,
And emotion.
It is something that we all yearn for,
Something that we seek,
Seek to know and understand.
Many would kill for it.
Many more strive for it.
Yet we all have it,
It is just a question of re-awakening it.






















































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