Stalled out
In my pick up truck
Grove box full of seeds
Little yellow packets
From a garden that never grew
But the rye grass grows
Through the ripped leather seats
They're already gone
Laid down
Like a carpet stain
No one wants to clean
Reminds me of a party
The night that we abstained
We did but we didn't
In the end its all the same
They're already gone
Set up
Laundry lines
You can hang your sheets in the sun
Cloths pin springs
Mouse traps in the barn
I caught a little lie
And I hung it out to dry
They're already gone
So close
Yet a million miles
I drew a line
Down your leg
Black ink stars and flowers
From a ball point pen
They'll wash out tomorrow
But tonight let's fill them in
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