As the Dust Clears, I See No Sign Painted Red, by lost the lonely dead Subscribe to rss feed for lost the lonely dead

kinda goofy really but whatever


It was a reality show that begged for a surreal ending
my staged storybook ending went missing
though and so I shall tell you of what you wish to hear
the boring way that day at first would appear
Once upon an ordinary day in a nobody’s life
he went to school to face the toil and strife
and he had traveled many miles for a meal
but his angel sure did give him a raw deal
the eyes they seemed slammed wide open
though I do believe, something in his head was broken
and it twas that thing which shut poor josh down
and when he was at last then found
His ship having braved the stones hurled its way
Took out a stop sign and that was the end of his day
Posted: 2006-10-29 07:01:36 UTC

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2006-11-15 16:47:50Loneliness is condescending
i miss that stop sign he was my love

2006-11-16 06:44:30lost the lonely dead
yeah ill have to get you another one