Monday, August 3, 2009

Finding Music in Thailand

It's a pitiful substitute, a beer and D'angelo singing a cover of Smokey. Serving me the oldest line known,
music is made for love
It really is and I imagine music driving us, two forces with reckless steering.
I should have kissed you. . .
I've switched to something more somber
and for good reason,
it's a pitiful substitute, this song and these memories.

It's a first in a while,
listening to Bread. Of course, everything
they say is familiar and sensible
D'angelo and his gravitas is for another warm evening

I've created a useless and incredible jumbled
soundtrack to accompany this lonely night.
How hard is it to justify the placement of
Rogers and Zapp?
Damn hard. But like I said, it's a lonely night,
no need to explain it to anyone.

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