OUT OF NIGHT
Dreams do come trueThe truth of any matter
Depending on your belief
Everything will be alright
Big wasn't big enough
Huge seemed second place
More than ever just o kay
Too much showing potential
Hoping in the daytime by popular demand
Reflections on what if why lonely stays
Singing the blues watch what ya say
A real mother by dawn so bitchy come day
Out of night
Out of night
Darkness with a hint of cream
Out of night
Out of night
Passion playing dead screams
Wild mares on the run
Out of night
Out of night
Out of night
Word of mouth venomous
The whole truth won't discuss
Greasy palms rub together
All one hundred dollar bills
The doctored ordered long
Beyond that bruising pink
Shy the pleasure of pain
Rains the hole in the roof
Dreams do come true
The truth of any matter
Depending on your belief
Everything will be alright
Out of night
Out of night
Darkness with a hint of cream
Out of night
Out of night
Passion playing dead screams
Wild mares on the run
Out of night
Out of night
Out of night
Copyright, Nathaniel London Jr. 2014
All rights reserved by author 03-31-14
Poetry by France England
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Written on 2014-03-31 at 23:20
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