May 2012
14 posts
Bluebird
There’s a bluebird in my heart
That wants to get out but I’m too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I’m not going to let anybody see you.
There’s a bluebird in my heart
That wants to get out but I pour whiskey on him
And inhale cigarette smoke
And the whores and the bartenders and the grocery clerks
Never know that he’s in there.
There’s a bluebird in...
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