Tag: writing
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Work Ethic
Work ethic, work ethic, work ethic.Isn’t any good sitting round,Crying,Moaning,Hiding.On the couch,With a duvet and a pillow,Like life’s a storm to wait out.Work ethic.Get to working,Get to creating.Make something.Don’t apologize for it.Make it breathe.Work ethic.Get your hands dirty.Give yourself to the work.No one has a…
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dream baby dream
Let you down easy, let you down hard,Leave your heart hanging out in the yard.Life likes to hurt, knows how to kill,Hold onto your dreams, hold onto your will.Between you and the darkness, is only you,Stand up straight and walk on through.There’s still magic, still…
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Finish The Game
Rock and roll doesn’t need statues. It’s alive.Like Willie Nile.It’s in the pavement. The cracks in the wall in a sweaty club. When the singer testifies.It’s no museum piece.What goods a statue at the end of the world?It’s in the air. It’s in your walk.…
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Smart Kettle
The kettles on, it lights up blue when it boils. I thought it was quite modern when we got it, now it’s all smart kettles. A kettle isn’t smart till it can come through and tap me on the shoulder and asks if I want…
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The Old Piano
An Old PianoI found it in the street.Seems no one had time for music anymore.There was a catsleeping under the keys.I pushed it home,put it in the hall.The keys were worn,the wood faded.But when I pressed the keys,it poured out light:into the room,into my eyes,into…
