from Chris Merritt:
Songs From Brokeland (2011)
I read biographies at dizzying rates a web of context
I watched as Gia made her way in the city through the night she was still alive
She’s a dirty girl she’s a dirty girl she’s a dirty girl and she’s on my mind
I heard a couple hundred brilliant ideas over the weekend
I looked at pictures that the Voyager took of Jupiter and the giant storm
It’s a scary world it’s a scary world it’s a scary world and it’s on my mind
I need more like a junkie
I need more running through my veins
I’m caged up like a monkey
I’m caged up but I won’t complain
And I go
I learn more through the night
I want to live riding the highway of endless information
I want to soak in all the sadness and victories of man
First a little wank
She’s a dirty girl she’s a dirty girl she’s a dirty girl and she’s on my mind
I need more like a junkie
I need more running through my veins
I’m caged up like a monkey
I’m caged up but I won’t complain
I need more like a junkie
I need more running through my veins
I’m caged up like a monkey
I’m caged up but I can’t complain
And I say
I go on through the night
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