thecowboy

...it must be the leaves...rollin around in the colors like this...now i gots the itch...time to get outta this sick city...i walked down lyndale today and it was just a parade of purdy wimmin...i was in the mood so i said hello and smiling one even stopped to talk..."have a swell day, on your way" i say...i dont need sunshine where she goes...frighteningly inspiring...i got to do things now...i have to leave...whispers from the west...more amazed...i cant wait to srap in...and to paddle out...i cant wait to see her again...someday, a kiss...i want to beat this frustration of the flesh...i want to have my own and to have a home...i dont wanna stop and i dont wanna go...there are so many books to open...so many roads to rally, you know?...