In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Wednesday, September 12, 2018
knock on wood
today I woke up early
and I walked around the neighborhood
I had time
I was bored
my doctor says it'll do me good
so I kept on pushin'
living my life
the way I should
and maybe that's how I'll start tomorrow
knock on wood
today I heard a banjo
and it rang like quicksilver bells
up and down the highway
past the bars and the two-bit motels
I looked upon my past
and simply said "fare thee well"
I hear the future calling
and I need to hear
the stories it can tell
today I gave a whistle
to the dogs out howling on the street
to the ones who decide and deny
to the cops on the beat
I salute everyone
who attempt to make their lives complete
their heads full of dreams
and gravel beneath their feet
today I woke up early
and I walked around the neighborhood
I had time
I was bored
my doctor says it'll do me good
so I kept on pushin'
living my life
the way I should
and maybe that's how I'll start tomorrow
knock on wood
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