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::: She Fizzles, Faint, Fades Away :::

down in the city and the lights dim glow
up in the hills and away we go
see so far and now i know
aint where to be down there below

I check y'self a checkered past
quick to sift and slow to pass
melodic melodies and tenderloins
sold of time and bought of coins
spiked points of metal beams
streets of grey littered inseams
finance, chow mein, oceans ahead
lively tuesdays rich dead heads
basked in fog and windy sun
Keruac, he had him some fun
time to borrow a faded bow
know down below aint where I go

She cries out next oh why you leave
aint this where you wanna be?
Aint I got such beautiful reds
hills and trees, windy legs
Aint I got all that you need
close to home and your Berkeley?
Ant I floating oh so swell
on top of waves you cannot quell

She wonders on I wander too
suddenly I cannot lose
She fizzles, she faints, she fades away
lying so still across the bay
I cant feel guilt and I cant feel pain
cause she still is sitting off of the bay
full of life with nothing to say
knowing the bay aint so far away

Written by: ~ Ryan Y

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