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Adventures in the Garden of Owl

 
Oct
12
2006

slowburn

there was a spider hanging out in my coffee cup
pour it right in and she didn’t look up
but the java was jive and she was so fast
crawled out alive just before i drank the last

Letter in the box from the government
kinda trying to find out where you went
your name is new, and your past is concealed
The pressure grows, but never is the truth revealed

it’s a slow burn
sometimes you never learn
it’s a slow burn,
time to take your turn

Cop at the stop light looking at your plates
running out of gas with your lucky breaks
step on the pedal, you take a right
a little unsettled, drive off into the night

people on the street -they are not amused
napololeon in rags is saying everything confused
dangerous truth, all wrapped up in lies
No better proof, aim for right between the eyes
read a paper with a headline that don’t make no sense
Someone must be thinking there’s an audience
Before they act- will you get to know
you Better watch your back, ready for that one last slow…..

There’s a spider crawling back into a a spider hole
making room at the bottom for a fellow soul
you’re a goosestep away from a firm handshake
as a matter of fact that spider’s turning into a snake…

it’s a slow burn
sometimes you never learn
it’s a slow burn,
time to take your turn

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