Today I Went to the Store for Some Milk (and then i realised I'm a million miles from home)

Sometime waking up is the hardest thing

Swinging the stiff limbs of the hanging precipice

Hoping they hold when they make it

The engine still idling upstairs some how willing the motion along

Hanging on for dear life isn’t the right phrase

I think I’m thirty years off from that one

07/28/2005

Author's Note: sometimes when you think about everything you mind wanders until you cant get it back

Posted on 07/28/2005
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