The Year Of


Dancing in a dream with empty hands
Staring off in the distance at foreign lands
Wondering where I should make my final stand
This is the year of the abandoned man,

Affairs never seem to go hand in hand
Seems like I'm no longer in demand
A place where dreams vanish like shifting sands
This is the year of the abandoned man,

Seems like life never went quite as I planned
Dangling over a cliff hanging from a strand
Last dinner of a condemned man must be bland
This is the year of the abandoned man,

Please give me my liquor bottled not canned
The deserter apparently left his post unmanned
I played out of time and got kicked off the band
This is the year of the abandoned man.

There's been a mutiny I'm not in command
My fondest memories are just contraband
Be sure to think with your brain and not your glands
This is the year of the abandoned man.

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Comment by Maui Surfer on September 23, 2018 at 2:09pm

Good, you are back to something you actually have some skill at ... a big improvement.

Comment by koshersalaami on September 24, 2018 at 12:42pm

You need music

Comment by koshersalaami on September 24, 2018 at 12:42pm

Even more, you need a second topic. 

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