Giant Sand
Way to End the Day
Last night I got wastedSo I could end the day.Old Joe Peña and I sat there well bastedTill the blur bar faded away.And I could smell the sweet sunshine on my faceLike when I was small.And I could hear the chirping birds singingWhile the orange and gold leaves began to fall.When I woke up it was a new morning.I was only sick from the night before.The day attacked me without warning.(Like I was just in its way)In high isolation.Reinventing the unending dayIn high isolation.
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