In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Friday, December 7, 2018
I miss everybody (rewrite three)
there are too many people
I used to know
I miss everybody
I have no idea
of wherever they go
I miss everybody
once we threw parties
on neighbors' front lawns
now on Friday nights
I'm sitting alone
I guess it don't matter
you keep moving on
but I miss everybody
there are so many things
I still haven't done
I miss everybody
there's no end to new things
under the sun
but I miss everybody
now I remember
what I used to forget
empty of wishes
and filled with regret
in a life spent in front
of a disheveled TV set
I miss everybody
the days are short
in mid-December
I miss everybody
it's so damn cold
since I can remember
I miss everybody
now as each day
draws to an end
I'm finding I'm thinking
about each one of them
now there's loneliness
where friendship had been
I miss everybody
I miss everybody
Thursday, December 6, 2018
yesterday's child (rewrite four)
last night I dreamed
I was yesterday's child
in a field of green
on the outskirts of wild
I'd committed no sin
I wasn't on trial
and the rest of my life
was ahead
all of my worries
flew into the sky
and exploded into
the fourth of July
with fireworks hovering
like dragonflies
and the rest of my life
was ahead
if I could start over
I'd start over again
wind at my shoulder
time as my best friend
I was a blank slate
where nothing was drawn
except for the colors
that welcomed the dawn
lying on my back
with my dog on the lawn
and the rest of my life
was ahead
if I could start over
I'd start over again
wind at my shoulder
time as my best friend
I was yesterday's child
now I'm far beyond that
by many a mile
but last night in my dreams
I knew to run wild
and the rest of my life
was ahead
the rest of my life
was ahead
Wednesday, December 5, 2018
I miss everybody (rewrite two)
there are too many people
I used to know
I miss everybody
I have no idea
of wherever they go
I miss everybody
once we threw parties
on neighbors' front lawns
now I find myself wondering
where they have gone
I guess it don't matter
we just keep moving on
but I miss everybody
there are so many things
I still haven't done
I never was anybody
there is no end to things
under the sun
my pure blood is muddy
now I remember
what I used to forget
empty of wishes
and filled with regret
in a life spent in front
of my TV set
I miss everybody
the days are short
in mid-December
I miss everybody
it's colder than
I can remember
I miss everybody
there's loneliness
where friendship had been
now as each day
draws to an end
I'm finding I'm thinking
about each one of them
now there's loneliness
where friendship had been
I miss everybody
I miss everybody
Tuesday, December 4, 2018
I miss everybody (rewrite one)
there are too many people
whom I used to know
I miss everybody
I have no idea
of wherever they go
I miss everybody
once we threw parties
on neighbors' front lawns
now I find myself wondering
where they have gone
I guess it don't matter
we just keep moving on
but I miss everybody
there are so many things
I still haven't done
I never was anybody
there is no end to things
that I never will know
my pure blood is muddy
now I remember
what I used to forget
empty of wishes
and filled with regret
in a life spent in front
of my TV set
I miss everybody
Monday, December 3, 2018
yesterday's child (rewrite three)
last night I dreamed
I was yesterday's child
in a field of green
on the outskirts of wild
I'd committed no sin
I wasn't on trial
and the rest of my life
was ahead
all of my worries
flew into the sky
and exploded into
the fourth of July
with fireworks hovering
like dragonflies
and the rest of my life
was ahead
if I could start over
I'd start over again
wind at my shoulder
time as my best friend
I was a blank slate
where nothing was drawn
except for the colors
that welcomed the dawn
lying on my back
with my dog on the lawn
and the rest of my life
was ahead
if I could start over
I'd start over again
wind at my shoulder
time as my best friend
I was yesterday's child
in a field of green
on the outskirts of wild
I'd committed no sin
I wasn't on trial
and the rest of my life
was ahead
the rest of my life
was ahead
Sunday, December 2, 2018
I miss everybody
there are too many people
whom I used to know
I miss everybody
I have no idea
of wherever they go
I miss everybody
once we threw parties
on neighbors' front lawns
now I find myself wondering
where they have gone
I guess it don't matter
we just keep moving on
but I miss everybody
Saturday, December 1, 2018
yesterday's child (rewrite two)
last night I dreamed
I was yesterday's child
in a field of green
on the outskirts of wild
I'd committed no sin
I wasn't on trial
and the rest of my life
was ahead
all of my worries
flew into the sky
and exploded into
the fourth of July
with fireworks hovering
like dragonflies
and the rest of my life
was ahead
if I could start over
I'd start over again
with a head full of questions
with time as my best friend
I was a blank slate
where nothing was drawn
except for the colors
that welcomed the dawn
lying on my back
with my dog on the lawn
and the rest of my life
was ahead
if I could start over
I'd start over again
with a head full of questions
with time as my best friend
I was yesterday's child
in a field of green
on the outskirts of wild
I'd committed no sin
I wasn't on trial
and the rest of my life
was ahead
the rest of my life
was ahead
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