Just FlyA Story by CrowleyJust a little diddy…think of it as country.Life leaks, trails of tiny memories, and Time speaks, when we're slowly sipping wine Your head, backlit in a summer sky Back porch talks never seem to fade from style And when the time comes to say my name And I come clean with all I know I'll fly and be everything to everyone Just like grandma's hokey fables Just like building greenhouse gables Camping neath the boughs of an ancient oak Just meet me at the table I won't fit you with a label We'll save the world over an icy Diet Coke And just fly... You say, you'll hold on to what you know, and You pay, with your heart and perfect soul My path, found you and all your reverie New friends can't see you til you've shed your skin And when the time comes to say my name And I come clean with all I know I'll fly and be everything to everyone Just like grandma's hokey fables Just like building greenhouse gables Camping neath the boughs of an ancient oak Just meet me at the table I won't fit you with a label We'll save the world over an icy Diet Coke And just fly... And when the time comes to say my name And I come clean with all I know I'll fly and be everything to everyone I'll just fly... © 2018 CrowleyAuthor's Note
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10 Reviews Added on August 9, 2018 Last Updated on August 10, 2018 AuthorCrowleyPhoenix, AZAboutLike to hang out with other writers and see what's what. Have met a lot of good people on this and other sites through the years. Decided to come back and do a little posting and reading. Hit me up i.. more..Writing
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