A little while back I emailed these to a friend who said "those words scrape my insides" - thought about them again today, so i thought I would share. They are by an artist who started in the '60s named Larry Norman. They pretty much speak for themselves.
Larry passed in feb of '08 - miss you friend ~ hope the next leg of your journey has been everything you expected it to be.
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Pardon me, kissing you like I'm afraid
But I feel I'm being played with
And you'll leave me when you get the chance.
Off you'll go, in the darkness of the night
Like a bird in freedom's flight,
You're thinking only of deliverance.
Close your eyes, and pretend that you are me.
See how empty it can be
Making love if love's not really there.
Watch me go, watch me walk away alone,
As your clothing comes undone,
And you pull the ribbon from your hair.
- Larry Norman (sometime around 1971)
Monday, November 1
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