The burden of youth now lifted,
gears well lubed and automatically shifted.
We’ll coast up life’s many a peak.
And freely glide to wherever we seek.
Our time’s endless and just begun.
In a sea of many we’ll float as one.
Stars will dance in the brightest of skies.
And forever tomorrows await our eyes.
In the clouds we soar, ever nearing heaven’s door.
Our sunsets engulfed on an endless shore,
the sands of time unturned and pure.
And all is perfect with one to adore.
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I feel a storm a brewin’
And thoughts, they are a stewin’
Seems procrastination ain’t so great
Time it seems just won’t wait
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Youthful dreamin’ put on hold
Earnin’s first, I’ve been told
While the future does still beckon
It’s path though I’ve yet to reckon
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But my guitar needs a playin’
And my hips need a swayin’
My pencil needs more dancin’
And of course there’s more romancin’
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So much to do, so little time left to waste
Ponderin’s ahead, no need for haste
I am after all a master procrastinator
So I’ll get old, but just a little bit later
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A rocky road young love traveled,
she hit the brakes and life unraveled.
The music stopped and she left with my car.
The road now waits for me and my guitar.
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Playing corner gigs for nickels and dimes,
ain’t got much voice but got good rhymes.
For every heart break there’s a song.
Then another and it don’t take long.
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The sun’s sinking low and hungers on high,
when the loveliest of ladies caught my eye.
With twenty bucks or so in change,
necessity was now in range.
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The weight of my wealth couldn’t slow me down.
I chased that lady half way cross town.
We shared a laugh and a quick bite.
I asked if I could crash for the night.
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Her Benz was parked just around the block.
We both jumped in and started to rock.
Till the music stopped and she left with her car.
The road now waits for me and my guitar.
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Back before sneakers where all the craze
Back in my good ole shoe-shinin’ days
Lugged a box that nearly scraped the ground
At six or seven I roamed all over town
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Had a place for quarters one for nickels and dimes
And a pocket for pennies, for change sometimes
So when given a quarter for your ten-cent shines
Make change in pennies, you’ll keep-it most times
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Busy summers at the beach and the bars
I had to be careful because of the cars
I drank lots of soda, learned lots of jokes
Once got caught stealin’ a fresh pack of smokes
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The bartender yelled “I’ll kick your ass”
I ran out of there really fast
I had to be done by the afternoon
Cuz the big kids would be shinin’ there soon
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I charged a dime, the others a quarter
I got the tips and they got the fodder
I once got to shine all afternoon
The big kids had a plan I learned real soon
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They let me shine just to steal my money
They didn’t think my success was funny
I was on my way home when I saw them comin’
They yelled my name and I went runnin’
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With a hand in my pocket to hold up my wealth
Little shiny feet flyin protecting our health
My shine-box banging, bruising knees
So I took a shortcut through the trees
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Then I got grabbed tryin’ to climb a wall
They caught up quick cuz they were tall
I only got hit a couple of times
They left the pennies, took the nickels and dimes
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It was a fight I couldn’t win, but I didn’t lose
Cuz I limped home – quarters in my shoes
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