Sonnet Song
Last line Alexandrine
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3 Sonnets together with lines of Alexandrines.
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1.
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A drifter man from a town that is gone,
Same like my father, an old grey and Mac,
Many days that have passed where I am one,
Rain storms, my wonderfall, when love is back,
If my strong thunder was my rainstorms home,
Free from going forth to another Earth,
Over the hills shout, I would come back home,
Rain storms, my wonderfall, when life is birth,
Buy my old barn is blown, like an old bone,
My ember fires flying like fire flies,
Show me my old dusty ash when you phone,
Rain storms, my wonderfall, when water cries,
Soul sounding, listen to my old airways,
White noise crackling in your heart from my days.
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Rain storms, my wonderfall, Rain storms, my wonderfall,
Rain storms, my wonderfall, Rain storms, my wonderfall,
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2
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White noise crackling in your heart from my days,
To follow some fate is no way to flow,
Just rocky roads and never ending days,
A black coat drifter, reaching lands end slow
Drifting dreams in my soul, a far long way,
To follow some love this is the way to go,
This is the way, all those times through days,
With my blue girl to fall in loves brow,
But my coat is darn old and worn out good,
To follow some love that was the way to go,
Always in crossroads junctions like driftwood,
This broken down car, a long way to go,
My white noise echoing down the highway,
On the radio, love, this is the way.
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To follow my old love, this is the way to go,
To follow my old love, this is the way to go.
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3
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On the radio, love, this is the way,
I hope the sounds of your white noise will echoe,
Dreams in my crossroads, in my crossroads days.
Be my ghost in my shell in hay meadows
Posses my heart and wear my blue t-shirts,
New love in my crossroads, my fallen Ghost,
Repair my broken old car with your flirts,
Always something to say, stay, be my Ghost,
Let's not be the ones, with nothing to say slow,
Our good ghost, how was your day today,
White noise on the highway, ghost radio,
Ghost in the shell make be a dream today,
Repair my broken old car with your Ghost,
Always something to say, stay, be my Ghost,
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4
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Always something to say, stay, be my Ghost,
Ghost in my Shell in my broken down car,
Ghost in my Shell my love, my tender Ghost,
Posses my heart my Ghost, never say far,
Ghost in my Shell my love, wearing my loves shirts.
Blend me in your landscape and your fine dust,
Let me hold on to your music concert,
Lets live together as ghosts loving rust,
But we will haunt life together and dare,
Let's scare everyone in life by living,
Be my ghost in my shell and meadows flare,
Let's make sure everyone is believing,
Be my ghost in my shell and meadow flare,
This life needs a good haunting and some dare.
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In my crossroads junctions, finding you my ghost driftwood,
Be my ghost in my shell in my broken down old car.
Life is just a meadow, your haunting ghost is my Spring.
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