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Bartlesville, OK

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Saturday Nov 22, 2003

Nov 22, 2003
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Where are you tonight?

There's a long distance train, rollin' through the rain
Tears on the letter I write
There's a woman I long to touch, 'Cause I'm missin' her so much
But she's drifting, like a satellite
There's a neon light a-blaze, in a green smoky haze
And laughter down on Elizabeth St.
There's a lonesome bell tone in that valley of stone
Where she bathed in a stream of pure heat

There's a babe in the arms of a woman in rage
And a longtime golden-haired stripper on stage
As she winds back the clock and turns back the page
Of a book that nobody can write
Oh, where are you tonight?

I left town at dawn with Marcel and St. John
We were strong men belittled by doubt
I couldn't tell her what my private thoughts were
But she had some way of finding them out
Her father had emphasized you've got to me more than street wise
But he practiced what he preached from the heart
A full-blood Cherokee, he predicted it to me
The time and the place that we'd part

There's a lion in the road, there's a demon escaped
There's a million dreams gone, there's a landscape being raped
As her beauty fades, and I watch her undrape
Well I won't but then maybe again I might
Oh, if I could just find you tonight

I bit in to the root of forbidden fruit
With the juice running down my leg
I fought with your boss who'd never known about loss
Who always was too proud to beg
Your partners in crime hit me up for nickels and dimes
The man you were lovin' could never get clean
It felt out of place, my foot in his face
He should have stayed where his money was green
There's a white diamond gloom on the dark side of the room
And a pathway that leads up to the stars
If ya don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise
Just remind me to show ya the scars

There's a new day at dawn and I've finally arrived
If I'm there in the morning baby you'll know I've survived
I can't believe it, I can't believe I'm alive
Without you it doesn't seem right
Where are you tonight?

-- A little Robert Allen Zimmerman
ferret:
quite nice unreality speak. i hand you electrons which take the shape of compliments.
Nov 27, 2003
rxqueen:
i got yr email smile
so i'm dropping you a line.
what do you mean whats my story? if you wanna be more specific, i'll answer whatever you wanna ask smile
Jan 4, 2004

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