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Mockingbird (Johnny Skelton) Johnny Skelton was buried today And the ground accepted him Cold and wet, arms stretched wide open All the way down to Mother Earth's unending embrace Nobody cried at his cool, cool grave Oh, mockingbird Don't break my fall Oh, mockingbird Don't break He wanted just about everything But this town never seemed to want him He would curse and scream at what his teachers would say Until finally he was told to go away And he'd smoke his cigarette down Main Street Oh, mockingbird Don't break my fall Oh, mockingbird Don't break I remember that one hoary fall Johnny Skelton lit a match to his own home Took an hour for the fire to dwindle to cinders Johnny just laughed as ashes suffered and faded to grace He just laughed at himself every day Oh, mockingbird Don't break my fall Oh, mockingbird Don't break That bridge always spooked us teenagers out But Johnny always pushed it too far He laid against the edge and he counted to five Praying someone would find their way to his side And when they didn't, nobody cried Oh, mockingbird Don't break my fall Oh, mockingbird Don't break bjmorga -- ╭─────────────────────────╮ "To spell out the obvious is often to call it in question." -- Eric Hoffer ╰──────────◇ http://dale.distract.org ◇╯ -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 218.166.80.245