the notes of this song
take me to it's origin
back in jamaica
look through the glass
instead of at the window
to see it's beauty
underneith it all
there is a silver lining
to see through the pain
to want maximum
with a minimum input
not a wordy cause
the pen hits paper
and leaves it's intended mark
a masters omen
does he want quarters
when he begs for change
often I wonder
try to look less deep
into that nights glass of yours
and take it easy
donderdag 21 juli 2011
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