Random Thoughts
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Funerals

I got all your cards and your letters
I got your post in the mail

I got your note saying I should be well
And I want for you to be well too

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I see you digging out of the snow
I see you getting burned by the sun

I see you digging your favorite records
I see you listening and playing to all the music in the world

And I want you to be happy and listen to all that you love

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I -
Well I hung up your cards in a line across the doors
Alphabetically in order of importance

And I promise when the time comes
When it finally comes the time

I will be sure to attend
Each and every one
Of your funerals

12/8/24

Obstructed View: Gibraltar

Demo - 12/8/24 - improv

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