Through the mist
of the morning dew
and between the breaths
of the rooster's crows
I stand alone
calling your name
yelling in vain
try to get you to notice me
but you can't hear
the radio is up
and your lost
in a land of fantasy
then it happens
the poor dog never had a chance
a victim to a fresh set of tires
and a heavy suv
all because you
were unaware of anything
but yourself |
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