Saturday, March 14, 2009

Veinte-Nueve Pisos

29 engines drone on the highway
29 birds sing out in the sky
29 prophets preach for my salvation
29 years of heartache pass me by

29 babies crying for their mommas
29 soldiers fighting their one last stand
29 days until spring is over
29 dollars left in my right hand

29 dreams every night expire
29 truths will never be seen
29 empty bottles and I'm still drinking
29 step program couldn't keep me clean

29 times I'll say I love you
29 clouds pass by without a sound
29 lives I'd trade for just one with you
29 floors between me and the ground


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