There is no chorus to repeat
Don't hear no sound at all
Except the shuffle of my feet.
I've been wearing holes in socks
And wearing holes in hardwood floors
Wondering just how to get
The pieces to complete
This broken jigsaw puzzle
The remnants of a life
An ox an ass or anything
An end to all the strife.
1 comment:
I like how this makes complete sense to me, then I read the sexond to last line and it makes all the more sense.
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