octobersgaze's Journal

21 February 1983
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and no amount of talking is gonna soften the fall
when like after the rain, step out from the overhang, that's all
it had a nice ring to it when the old opry house rang
so with a solemn auld lang syne sealed delivered i sang
and this hesitation, and it always remains
concerning you, me, and the rest of the gang
and in a quiet hour i feel i see everything
and i'm in love with the hook upon which everyone hangs
and i know you meant to show the extent to which you gave a goddamn
you range real hot and real cold, but i'm at home on that range
and i do hate to fold right here at the top of my game
when i've been trying with my whole heart and soul
to stay right here in the right lane
but it can make you feel over and old
lord you know it's a shame
when i only want for you to pull over and hold me
til i can't remember my own name.