Chris’s Song
The bones of The City
Walked in his soul
The bone of The City
Walked in his soul
Discordian punk type
Illuminated with dark rave light
Illuminated with dark rave light
The bones of The City
Walked in his soul
Rapping in the jazz whole
The junk of funk
He could play
Marking out thoughts
In words on the stage
Cascade thoughts
Love and rage
Tell it like it is
And like it aint
Illuminated with dark rave light
Illuminated with dark rave light
His bones in this city lay
Posted: Wednesday, February 14th, 2018 @ 10:01 am
Categories: Gloucestershire, Poems, Songs.
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