John Coltrane

I wandered lonely as a cloud
that floats on high o'er vales and hills
floats a doodle oodle oodle errp
one, one, one, once ee & uh crowd
g-g-g-g-g-g-gold daff ee & uh dils s-s-s-s uh
be ee & uh tree t-titi ta titi ta titi titi flut-la-li
d-d-d-d-d la-la-li-la down up-ee down-ee-up
down-ee-up-ee down down up down up ta-ti
up ta titi ta titi ta-tiri tiriti tiritiri tone ee & uh
la-li-la-li-la-li-la-li up down up t-titi down up
down titi ta titi ta titi titi titi ta-tiri titi tiriti ee
tiritiri ta titi titi titi t-ta one ee & uh-la-li-la-li
la-li-la-li three ee & uh four & & uh down up
down down up down d-down up down up-ee
down up down-ee-up d-down-ee-up-ee down
down up titi ta titi ta titi titi titi ta-tiri titi tiriti
tiritiri ta titi titi titi t-ta one oodle oodle oodle
oo-oodle oodle toodle errp daff-o-dils

© Wordsworth, W - 1804


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Exorcism

I decided you didn't matter
but when I went to bed
my guts were bad –
so maybe you do

When I woke up
I remembered that quote –
they're all going to hurt you
you have to decide
if they're worth it

You're not worth it



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