Terça-feira, 8 de Junho de 2010

The Moody Blues Poems....

 

 

 Livin' Out Loud

 

 

Gaming through life,

One thing she has taught me...
Is fulfilling out the pure sense of her fragrance.
Gambling out the true nature,
Before the time ends...
The road ahead is hard and fills our gaps.
Beyond us an adventure to last a lifetime,
Asking our destination doesn't concern us.
But the label that we carry is our identity...
Even the most careful enter cycles of disaster and grace.
A notion of well being.
Trusting the future to come,
Relying on it till it fades...
Embracing the weight of the world and learning the jams they play.
Without forgetting law and respect,
Twisting the vulgar and livin' out loud...


Written by: David Nightingale às 22:41
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