Friday, September 26, 2008

[Poetry] Slowly I turned

The show must go on
From a father without a son
Funny men aren't meant to cry
When the radio's turned on

Who's on first?
Baby don't fear
Wherever you are
You're going to hear

When the starlight shines
You're the only thing on my mind
Gonna run away with vaudeville
Gonna take my time

The show must go on
That's how it's got to be
Wherever he is tonight
I want him to hear me

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