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bigger things on the horizon
i am sad again tonight
the big dipper is low tonight
pouring out the minor notes
i guess i just wanted
to hear your voice
i would like to put my head
on a patch of dirt
somewhere near a lake
i wish i had the magic
of comfort and a warm
shoulder of pleasure
but you are rocking
the phat chicks
in a world of giggles
you are in the world
that dreams inside me
under the four stars
with a handle
i am watching the clock
tick the days until i am gone
until i am beyond the eight mile arch
of the this small town
when the sun sets beautiful
like the feel in me when you smile
i wish you knew me better
but that is no longer my choice
