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BUCKET
Pack the boxes and wash your
Clothes
Nothing is permanent
Nothing that can't be left
Behind
Something's out there
Still to find
The sun shines brighter and the showers don't stain
Tomorrow, beyond the next exit
Hello,
How are you
Is everything OK?
You do know I love you
You DO know
Everything goes to nothing
Reduced to none when you can't hear her laugh
Burning bridges and memories down the back of your throat
Spinning in circles and everyone knows
The whole world out in front of you fades
HORIZONS
HORRIBLE
Strangers and nothing and nothing and nothing
Smiles that you cannot believe
Stares of distrust, indifference, and nothing
One clammy handshake and a bucket of nothing
Take care
Clasp your jacket you DO know I love you
RIGHT AROUND THE BORDER,
TOMORROW AND TOMORROW
AS FAR AS YOU CAN SEE
BUCKETS OF NOTHING FILL THE OCEAN
AS FAR AWAY YOU ARE FROM ME
YESTERDAY, AND
THINGS NOT MEANT TO BE
MILES OF NOTHING FROM YOU TO ME
Are there other horizons than these
From there
Are there other points of view
Does someone
See me
My place
A horizon
Something to fight for
Something else to do

01/01/96